4Chapter 68: Kade’s POV

Sleep had come in fits, shallow, restless, and full of the kind of dreams that left me more tired than before. The stone floor was cold, the air colder. Every sound echoed the shuffle of boots, the wind whistling through cracks in the walls, Roe’s quiet breathing beside me.

When the door creaked open, the sound sliced through the silence like a blade.

Axel stirred first, muscles tensing, already half-ready to fight. Roe groaned softly, blinking herself ...