Raven’s POV
Just hearing Julian speak that name, that cursed name—undid something in me I thought had died long ago.
The Men of the Shadows.
I had spent years convincing myself time had wiped them off the face of the earth. That they were nothing but ghosts now. But hearing they were alive, alive enough to ruin another life, to destroy Julian of all people—made my knees give out. I sank to the cold floor, the cell spinning around me.
I knew Damon and Lucian felt the same. Maybe worse.
But the moment their name was spoken, the faces of my pack flashed before me—every life taken, every body I saw sprawled in the ruins I created with my own hands while their sick, dark energy watched from the shadows. No one could convince me my pain wasn’t the worst kind of hell there was.
They shouldn
