#Chapter 163: The Lost Princess

Nina As I walked into Enzo’s old apartment, which had been turned into a makeshift safehouse for the hockey team, my eyes widened and my face went pale as a sheet when I saw a familiar person staring back at me from the corner, tied to a chair. “James?” I said. My throat suddenly felt dry and cracked. Whatever joy I had earned from curing my friends and being saved by Enzo and Matt was now gone. “Nina.” James stared at me through his eyebrows, his face darkened and twisted into an angry scowl. His nose was bloody and purple; it was obviously broken. “How did you guys find him?” I asked, turning to look at Matt and Enzo. Enzo’s eyes were narrowed as he glared angrily at James, and it was now that I realized that his arm was wrapped protectively around my shoulders. I was so shocked from seeing James sitting there that I somehow didn’t even notice. “Ask your boyfriend,” James said, nodding his head toward Enzo. “I should’ve killed you when I had the chance,”