Ariana's pov My heart was hammering against my ribs like a mouse trapped in a cage. No, no, no! This was the one nightmare I had played over and over in my head, but seeing it come to life was so much worse. I watched Zayn, my mate, as he marched toward Ezekiel. Every step he took made the floorboards groan. He wasn't just angry, he was growling, a deep, animalistic sound that vibrled in my own chest. I stood there, frozen. I felt so small and completely powerless. I knew a fight was coming, a bloody, terrible fight and there was nothing I could say to hold them back. I looked over at Asher. He was standing there with his arms crossed, a smug, nasty smile playing on his lips. I knew exactly what he had done. To save his own skin, he had blabbed everything to Zayn. It was a perfect plan for a snake like him. By telling the truth, he was getting rid of Ezekiel and me at the same time. He was killing two birds with one stone, and he looked proud of himself
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