Dominic’s POV
A deep voice echoed through the forest.
“Let him go.”
I froze. My grip on the old man loosened, and I turned sharply toward the voice.
My breath caught in my throat.
Harry.
My stepbrother stood before me, alive, breathing, and very much real.
My heart pounded as I took a step forward, barely believing my own eyes. This couldn’t be real.
“What? How…?” My voice was hoarse. “How can this be possible? You’re still alive, Harry.”
Harry smirked, his dark eyes filled with resentment. “Surprised to see me?” He tilted his head, his expression cold. “I know. You all believed I was dead. You left me to die that day, so why wouldn’t you think I was dead, Dominic?”
My jaw clenched. “I never left you to die!” I shot back. “You know I tried to save you! I fought the warriors while
