Zade's Pov

The night air was cool when I stepped onto the balcony. From here, the whole fortress stretched out before me, torches burning, guards patrolling, the hum of life moving under my command. My lands, people and victory.

A deep sense of satisfaction rolled through me. Everything I had built. Everything I had taken. And now Caspian, the feared Lycan King, the one who thought no one could break him, lay in my fortress, weak, dying, a shadow of the monster he once was.

I let the ...