Dami’s POV

For a moment, I thought Axel was dead.

He wasn’t moving. His head lay at an awkward angle on the floor, blood trickling from a cut near his temple.

Everything around me blurred. Sophia’s shrill voice, Doman’s shocked expression, the pounding in my ears.

“Damn it, Doman!” I yelled, pushing him away from Axel’s limp body. “What the hell did you do?!”

He raised his hands like some helpless victim, blood still smeared across his face. “He attacked me first, Dami! I ...