Nyx
After Thorne said, "STAY AWAY FROM MY MATE," he didn't even stay long enough to witness the full aftermath of his own words.
He grabbed my arm with firm, unyielding strength.
And pulled me out.
Fast.
Too fast.
Like if he slowed down even for a second, something inside him would break apart in front of everyone.
No hesitation.
No second glance.
Just that cold, absolute certainty in his voice, like the entire world had already been decided and nobody else's opinion mattered in the slightest.
I, however, saw and heard everything as I was been dragged out.
I saw the way the entire room shifted the moment those words landed, like a bomb had detonated in the middle of the dance floor. Silence didn't just fall, it crashed down with crushing force. Faces turned. Bodies froze mid-motion. The Purgers stood like someone had reached inside them and paused their thoughts halfway through.
Some of them wore pity on their faces.
Soft. Careful. Measured.
