Jason's POV

The sound of my boots echoed in the empty hallway as I made my way to the dungeon. Each step felt heavier than the last, but I kept moving. My chest burned with anger, humiliation, and something I couldn’t quite name. Asher’s words from earlier replayed in my head, each one sharper than the last.

“Illegitimate bastard.”

I clenched my fists, the memory of his taunt making my blood boil. He had said it so casually, like it was a fact everyone knew but dared not voice. ...