Freddy’s POV

It had been one full day without Aliana. One full day of searching. One full day of my patience thinning, my control slipping, and my sanity cracking at the edges.

And still—nothing. The mansion was silent, but not the kind of silence that brought peace.

No. This silence was heavy.

It was the kind of quiet before a storm, when the air was thick with something deadly.

The kind of silence that came before a war.

And I was ready to burn the whole damn city to the ...