Freya's POV
My blood turned ice cold as a terrifying memory flashed through my mind. I had read about it in the news - a man who threw acid at a woman who rejected him, scarring her for life.
"Get back!" The warning tore from my throat as I shoved Bonnie Victor away from danger. My other arm flew up instinctively to protect my face.
In that split second, a powerful figure moved like lightning, wrapping me in strong arms and pulling me against his chest.
"Ahhh!"
"God, what is that? It burns!"
"Sulfuric acid! Everyone who got splashed needs to rinse immediately! Keep the water running!"
"Move, move!"
Panic erupted through the elegant venue. Screams pierced the air as guests scattered in terror, abandoning the peaceful celebration that had turned into a nightmare.
My ears rang with shock. Mira Tristan had completely lost her mind.
"Are you hurt?" Mack Ben's intense gaze searched my face, his voice tight with concern.
