SERAPHINA’S POV
Morgan screams in pure, unfiltered agony, a cry so loud it nearly deafens me.
In his frantic pain, he throws me to the side, and I brace myself for a rough landing. Rolling away, I regain my composure amid the chaos and look toward Artemis.
"Now!" I yell, my voice slicing through the chaos.
Artemis understands immediately.
With a growl that resembles a feral beast more than a man, he lunges at Morgan. In less than a heartbeat, his fingers transform into sharp claws, and he slashes at Morgan repeatedly. Gruesomely.
He aims for the face first, and Morgan's horrified scream echoes through the air.
Seizing the moment, I rush to my feet and dart toward Juliet, who's huddled to the side.
"We have to go, now!" I yell, urgency lacing my words.
I help Juliet to her feet
