Kane’s POV

Soren had been with me for three years.

In those three years, he had proven himself repeatedly, earning his patches through blood and loyalty. He’d come to us angry and desperate, barely nineteen, brimming with more attitude than sense. However, he learned and grew into someone I could trust to watch my back, even if he’d never warmed up to outsiders.

Especially not Calla. The kid had made his feelings clear from day one—lawyers couldn’t be trusted, and lawyers connected ...