Alpha Magnus POV:
I stood in the cold, bright hospital hallway. The harsh smell of strong cleaning chemicals mixed with the heavy, sour scent of fear.
I looked down, watching my oldest son, Caspian, crumble onto the hard floor.
I had raised Caspian, Killian and Lucian to be kings. I taught my boys to be strong. I taught them to protect their pack. I taught them to protect what belonged to them.
Looking at them now—covered in mud, soaking wet from the rain, and stained with the blood of their own mate—I realized one terrible, crushing truth.
I failed. I had completely failed as a father.
"Get up," I commanded. My voice was low and quiet, but I pushed the heavy weight of my Alpha power into the words.
Caspian didn't move. He just stared at his bloody hands. Killian was sta
