~ ZEV ~
Zev's entire body shook so hard that his feet scuffed on the ground. Sasha fell apart in his arms and his heart pounded so hard, that piece where they'd shared themselves pulsing so violently it felt like his chest was about to rip open.
He'd known, deep down, that this was a possibility. But he hadn't wanted to even think of it. It was why he'd avoided confronting Nick. Because Nick would have lied, and Zev would have caught the lie, and Zev would have killed him.
Correction, Zev was going to kill him.
He could smell the rage beginning to burn in Sasha too. Her scent had been washed in grief and fear when they'd first heard those awful words. But as she stood there, as he held her, while the other emotions hadn't eased, her anger had roared to life and was now burning like a torch, lighting her scent—and her eyes.
