Ryan’s pov(The past)
It had been exactly one month since my father’s death. One month of chaos, of watching my home crumble under the weight of betrayal and war. Shadowhaven was falling apart.
Some of our people had fled into the human world, hoping to escape the madness, only to be hunted down by the witches. Others had come to me, seeking protection, their eyes filled with fear, their bodies trembling from the horrors they had witnessed.
Rhys was out of control. No longer the brother I had grown up with. No longer the man I once trusted.
He was something else entirely.
And if I didn’t stop him soon, Shadowhaven would be nothing but ashes.
I sat with Asher and Caleb, going over the plan one last time.
"How are we going to breach him?" Asher asked, his brows furrowed.
"You guys kno
