Zoe POV

'I'm going to tear him apart!' Freya's voice explodes in my mind, fury rolling off her in waves so intense I can feel my canines elongating.

'He needs to pay for this,' Iris says, and even she—calm, steady Iris—sounds furious.

My own rage burns white-hot as I watch the woman crumpled on the floor, watch the fresh blood dripping from her split lip.

"Let her go," I say, my voice sharp enough to cut. "Right ...