Celeste’s P.O.V

I waltzed through the hall, my head swaying gently by the sides as I fisted my gown and tried everything in my power to control the anger that simmered within me. Now standing at the entrance, I stopped in my tracks, glancing back at Freya who lowered her head in reverence the moment her eyes met mine. 

But the second the gigantic doors shut, the smile on my face died and a storm of fury brewed within me as different thoughts coursed through my mind.

Sending her to that abandoned library was actually a good idea but at the same time, there was this nudging fear at the...