THIRD PERSON POV

Dimitri ripped the cloak off Declan and ripped his shirt open. His eyes flared when he saw the black lines across Declan’s chest. He looked up at his face and back at the mark across his chest, then stood straighter.

“He’s indeed been poisoned.” He said. A flicker of emotion crossed Ryker’s eyes, and he released his hold on his father.

Declan grimaced and buttoned his shirt with slow precision. “I sought power, and I found it, but it appears that in the scheme of ...