Aria reached out to stop her, but it was too late.

At that moment, the office door was pushed open.

Kane’s gaze immediately fell on Seraphina’s wrist, where blood was flowing from the self inflicted wound, staining her white coat crimson:

He was visibly shocked, quickly stepped forward to push Aria aside, and simultaneously supported Seraphina while tightly covering the bleeding wound on her wrist. “Seraphina!”

Aria was pushed back by his fotce, her waist biting the corner of the desk. A sharp pain shot through her, causing her face to confort momentarily in

agony.

only had eyes for

him, her face pale as porcelain. “Kane…it’s my fault. I not only

in his arms. He lifted his gaze to look at Arla with eyes fall of

anything happens to her, you and the Ashworth Pack

toward the door,

hallway gradually dispersed, leaving only Aria standing alone in the

deafening, causing

indifference and immediate assumption of her

marks embedded in her palm, but she no longer

cut wasn’t very deep, and the bleeding stopped quickly after

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