ZACHARAY'S POV
Never have I been so embarrassed my entire life. I felt totally dejected and reduced to the lowest; I couldn't move a muscle and watched as Seraphine was dragged out of the hall. I wasn't entirely sure what had transpired between her and Freya to have gotten to such a level of hatred, but I knew how well the entire thing was getting to me.
Making me sick and cringe,
I felt Nickolai's gaze burn through my skin. I had made a fool of myself a night before plotting towards her, and now this? What more was needed to be done on my end?
I swallowed hard. Pain, panic, and anger were not letting me off as I turned on my feet towards the entrance. Seraphine lay on the floor, whining in pain. She had been badly bruised, but perhaps it was better I had not been the one to
