SERAPHINA’S POV

I follow the two guys down a path leading to the outskirts of the school and deeper into the woods.

A part of me screams to turn back, to return to the party or maybe even go home where it's safe.

But the thought of going home means facing Artemis, and right now, that's not something I can bear. Just thinking about him brings back those awful images of him kissing some girl in an alley.

It's infuriating, confusing even, because I can't quite fathom why I'm so angry in the ...