Kael’s POV
“He has lost his memory.”
The doctor’s words echoed through the room like a slow-moving bomb. Each syllable pulsed like a drumbeat in my skull.
I opened my eyes to blinding white lights and an unfamiliar ceiling. My limbs felt heavy, my muscles aching like I’d been mauled and stitched back together. As I tried to sit up, a sharp pain bolted down my spine. I gritted my teeth, pushing past the burning sensation as I threw the sheets off.
Where the hell was I?
I swung my legs off the bed and hissed as the cold linoleum met my feet. The ache in my body flared like fire, but I forced myself upright. I wasn’t about to show weakness in front of strangers.
The door creaked open.
A woman stepped inside, looking like a disaster. Her hair was tangled in a messy bun, her shirt wrinkl
