~Zirah POV~
Regan storms over to Zeke, grabbing him by the throat and hauling him to his feet. He slams him against the hard tiles before tossing him. He smashes against the sink basin when Regan grabs him again. Both of his hands wrap around Zeke's throat, and his eyes blaze with fury. Zeke's, however, looks empty, void. He doesn't even attempt to get free from Regan's death grip, even when his face changes color from lack of oxygen.
"Regan!" Lyon rasps out, and I see his face is just as red as Zeke's. Looking at Regan, I realize he, too, can't breathe. My brows furrow in confusion. I saw them get hurt before, but it didn't affect each other, so now I'm confused.
"Regan!" Lyon rasps out, clawing at his throat. Regan turns his gaze to Lyon, and his eyes widen, and he lets Zeke go. Lyon
