Rhea's POV
The atmosphere around the hall wasn't a pleasant one at all. I can feel the pitiful and disgusting look hurling toward Sheila's direction by the thongs, and if eyes can kill I so much believe that I won't be standing here at all.
Kian's face is mirrored in anger and fury, what happened and where the bravery came out from is definitely something I have no idea about. Part of me feels delighted for what I did while the other part seems furious at my formidable acts just now; feeling jealous over another male, that's a taboo.
But that single act seemed to put a fascinating smile on Daemon's face, "Is nice having you all here tonight," He announced, his voice seeming delightful and welcoming.
From the corner of my eyes, I can feel the thoughtful look that Sam is throwing in my direction. I swallowed and pretended as if I had no idea.