LILITH
The echo of my heels against the stone floor filled the dark hallway, just as anger wouldn’t stop bubbling inside me.
I clenched my fists, replaying every agonising second of what I witnessed—or rather, heard.
Since last night, I haven’t stopped thinking about it. No matter how much I tried, all I could hear was the sound of skin slapping skin so loud, I’m sure the entire palace heard.
Loud moans and cusses filled with pleasure and pain. Gasps and growls. It was aggravating.
I couldn’t stop replaying hearing Atticus and Hera f**k each other in the training room, moments after I left. I should’ve left the moment I realised what was happening.
But I couldn’t.
I’d planned it so perfectly, letting Hera walk in on me close to Atticus, knowing the sight alone would spark anothe
