Chase POV Resting my head back against the crumbling walls, I sucked down a sharp breath of the warm, polluted air, hoping that something would ease my frayed nerves. I couldn't believe I was back here—in hell—with Astaroth. Or rather, waiting for him to return like some obedient housewife. The iro
Chase's POV"Connie... the girl..." he began hesitantly as we moved through the tunnels. I closed my eyes, a wave of frustration washing over me. The last thing I wanted was to hear about her. "Not about her... about my sister," I started to say, but he held up a bony hand to silence me. His finger
Knox's POVI pushed open the heavy oak door to my father's chambers, the creak of the hinges slicing through the silence like a blade. The sight that greeted me stopped me cold. The room was a disaster zone—furniture toppled and shattered, papers scattered like fallen leaves, and deep gouges marred
Kane's POVI tore through Lottie's room like a man possessed, yanking open drawers and flinging their contents across the floor. Clothes, books, and trinkets scattered in disarray, but none held the answers I sought. My heart pounded in my chest, a relentless beat matching the chaos in my mind. Desp
Lottie's POVThe tension thickened, the dim light casting long shadows along the tunnel walls. My captor—Sebastian—looked as though he was teetering on the edge of an explosion while Astaroth remained infuriatingly composed. Fluffy was ever-present at my side, her head nudging at my hand that reste
Lottie POV"Let him go, 'Fluffy'. We still need him," Astaroth's voice cut through the moment, laced with irritation. But Fluffy didn't flinch, her entire focus remained locked on me, her teeth bared, the low growl rumbling deep from her chest vibrating the air between us. She awaited my command, n
Knox's POVI stood in the ruins of my father's room, the scent of rage and betrayal thick in the air. The once-majestic chamber was now a battlefield—furniture reduced to splinters, curtains torn from their rods, and shards of broken glass glittering like sinister stars on the floor. The moonlight s
Kane's POVThe room still felt electric with tension, the remnants of Knox's confrontation with our father hanging in the air like the aftermath of a storm. I could feel the anger pulsing from Knox, his chest rising and falling in heavy, controlled breaths. And for a brief moment, I wasn't sure what