Thorne’s P.O.V

The hairpin made with Swarovski crystals flashed through my mind briefly and at the same time, another thought appeared in my mind.

What if he had killed her? The circumstances of her death revolved around him. What if what he did with Celeste was the same thing serial killers did to their victims as a form of vengeance?

And now, his new target was Freya.

A growl rumbled from my throat and anger slowly coursed through my veins. Before I could gather my thoughts, Enzo mind-linked with me. “Do I attack him right now?”

I hated that this situation was the reason we were talking. I hated it...