Chapter 72.

HALFDAN’S POV

Never in my life had I felt so completely embarrassed. Watching Camilla being dragged out of the hall left me frozen in place, unable to move or even say a word.

I couldn’t understand what had happened between her and Astrid that led to such intense hatred, but one thing was certain: the entire situation was making me feel deeply sick inside.

Alpha Dane’s stare was fixed on me, silently reminding me of how foolish I had been the night before when I stood outside Astrid’s door, crying and begging for another chance.

And now, with this happening, I couldn’t help but wonder; could things possibly get any worse?

I swallowed hard, feeling a painful lump in my throat that was a mix of fear, anger, and panic.

As I turned toward the entrance, I saw Camilla lying on the ground outside, groaning in pain. Her body was clearly bruised from what had just happened.

A part of me thought it might have been for the best that I wasn’t the one to drag her out; I might have done somethi