Athena POV
I turn my head, and another wave of pain slices straight through my chest, when I see Flynn… ramming himself inside a woman. A witch. There’s no other way to put what I’m seeing. I should have known. He was an asshole to me from the beginning. I never should have let him in.
A roar so vicious rips from my throat, I'm actually amazed by how threatening it sounds.
Their heads snap towards me instantly. I see the confusion on their faces before it morphs into fear from the woman, and… nothing from Flynn. Which somehow ticks me off even more. There is no regret, there is nothing at all. At least the female has half the mind to rip herself away and dress herself hastily. But then again, Flynn is the most powerful warlock – why should he bother, right?
Motherf*cker.
‘Let’s rip
