Kevin's POV
The moment Anna and I walk into the living room, I collapse onto the couch with a heavy sigh. Every part of me screams for rest. My body is bruised, my muscles sore, and my mind—well, it’s not doing much better.
Anna drops beside me, looking just as exhausted. I glance at her out of the corner of my eye but say nothing.
I lower myself carefully, still feeling the deep aches that the dungeon carved into my flesh. I’ve been through a lot before, but this time... I honestly thought I was going to die. For a while, I made peace with that idea. I didn’t want Alpha Dylan to risk himself for someone like me. Yet, deep down, some foolish part of me hoped he would. That he’d do everything he could to save me.
But I didn’t want him to go down with me—not after everything he’s done f
