Lily's POV
When Savio And Lucas rushed into the bathroom, their eyes wide with fear, I thought for a second that they were worried that something had happened to Zac, the precious prince that they were supposed to protect.
But when they took one look at him, his arms around me, fanged canines peeking out of his lopsided grin, eyes still swimming with echoes of wrath he had spent on Tate, and at Tate with his bleeding wounds and scorch marks, Savio pulled a Glock out of nowhere and pointed it at him.
I froze.
"Step away from her, Zac" Savio said slowly, "I don't want to use this."
"But I-" my words cut short as Zac pushed me away just as Savio and Lucas tackled him, holding him in a deadlock.
W- what's going on?
"I thought I told you guys to get lost?" Zac complained, not even strug
