Kaiden’s Point of View
“Slade,” I murmured, my voice barely audible even to myself. “If I can’t end this curse…” I swallowed hard, the weight of the words nearly crushing me. “…then I think it’s better I die.”
And with that, I stepped out of the room, leaving behind the echoes of the past and the burden of my unspoken fears.
I headed straight to my room, my steps heavy as if the weight of the world pressed down on my shoulders. The grand oak doors creaked slightly as I pushed them open, revealing the familiar sanctuary that was my private space. The room was vast yet inviting, with tall windows draped in thick, dark curtains that barely let in the moonlight.
A massive bed with neatly arranged silver-gray sheets dominated the center, its frame carved with intricate patterns of wolves an
