Karl POV The green smoke wrapped around me like a serpent, tightening its grip as the memories flooded back. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. My father, chained to a post, his face bloodied and broken, his eyes hollow with despair. “You’re no son of mine,” he had spat, even as the pack’s enforcers dragged him to his death. “Father—!” my younger self had cried, reaching for him, but the guards held me back. Then my mother, frail and trembling, shielding me with her body when the Alpha decreed that we were traitors. Her screams, her blood pooling beneath her as they tore her apart, haunted me. “You’ll be strong, Kael,” she had whispered with her last breath. “Stronger than all of them.” And my sister, sweet, innocent Maya. The fever had consumed her, but no one came to help. They left us to rot in the shadows, cast out like garbage. I had held her in my arms, her tiny body growing colder as she whispered my name. “Don’t leave me,” I had begged her, my tears soaking h
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