KYLIE

I didn't realize how hard I'd been biting the bottom of my lip until I could practically taste the copper in my mouth.

I stood there, my legs feeling like they were rooted to the floor, looking from Liam’s ice-blue eyes to the rest of the gods sitting in that semi-circle. My heart was pounding a hard rhythm against my ribs, but my brain was still trying to catch up with the reality of the situation.

Finally, my gaze shifted to my pathetic, backstabbing boyfriend.

"Ethan?" I asked, my voice coming out steadier than I felt. "What the hell is the meaning of this? Why are you standing back...