Kael’s POV
“Who is Damian?” I muttered under my breath, my voice barely audible to anyone but myself. The name lingered in the air like smoke, heavy and unsettling.
No one heard me, or maybe they just didn’t care. Everyone else was too preoccupied with the news, the unraveling mess of accusations and discoveries, but I was far removed from all of it. None of it mattered to me as much as the voice. Her voice.
The woman who claimed to be my mother.
That was the only thing echoing inside my mind right now. That gentle but commanding tone… it stirred something deep within me. Something dormant. Something ancient. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced, or maybe I had experienced it before, but I just didn’t remember.
That voice had called me by a name I didn’t recognize, spoken to
