_Dorian's POV_
That night, I sat on the couch, flipping through the channels. Nothing caught my interest. The voices from the TV were just noise, blending into the background. My mind was somewhere else—back in the cellar, with Camilla’s trembling voice and fearful eyes.
"He doesn’t just kill people, Dorian. He destroys them. Mind, body, and soul. He is a monster."
Her words haunted me.
Who was she so afraid of? What had she gotten herself into?
I sighed and tossed the remote onto the table. My body was heavy with exhaustion, but my thoughts wouldn’t rest. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t push away the anger burning inside me. Camilla had betrayed me. She had poisoned me, used dark magic against me. And now, she refused to give me the answers I needed.
I ran a hand through my
