Cedric’s POV
I arrived at the Bloodfest Packhouse at the break of dawn. The sun had just risen, casting a soft, azure glow over everything. I ran the tip of my finger over the amulet I was wearing as my heart broke into a soft tune. I didn’t know whether the bracelet would work, but the mere scope of changing my fate filled my heart with lively energy.
When I stepped through the gates, I was made aware of a sudden change in the environment. Everything around me seemed to exude an intense sense of gloom. The usual chatter in the packhouse was replaced with grave silence.
“Did something happen?” I asked the guard as I passed by him. His shoulders slumped and he bowed in reply. There was certainly something wrong. With a racing heart, I made my way to Justin’s room. My steps faltered and
