Kamrynn's POV
“Let go of me! Kamrynn, stop! You’re hurting me!” She cried, clawing at my hand.
“Then talk!” I growled, pulling harder. “What is your father planning?”
“I don’t know anything! Please, Kamrynn, let me go!” Her voice cracked with desperation, but I wasn’t convinced. “You’re lying!” I hissed, yanking her head back. “Confess!”
“I swear, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she sobbed, her tears flowing freely now.
The sound of a door slamming open made us both jump. I released her, turning just in time to see Kyven storming out of Thalia’s bathroom. His hair was damp, and a towel was slung low around his waist.
“What the hell is going on here?” he demanded, his eyes blazing as he took in the scene.
I froze, my brain struggling to process the implications of his prese
