Vanessa POV

The dungeon was too quiet. Silence pressed in from every side, heavy and suffocating, broken only by the occasional drip of water down the moldy stone. My thoughts screamed loud enough to fill the space, but my throat was raw, my voice already wasted from shouting into emptiness.

When the iron door at the far end groaned open, my head jerked up. Hope surged, wild and desperate, only to collapse into bitter ash when I saw who stepped inside. It was Daniel.

Kael’s beta,once Kael’s right hand, now just a ghost of what he had been, he already called himself a ghost even before kael did. His broad...