Dominic’s POV
I did not sleep. I could not sleep.
The warehouse trap played on a continuous loop in my head, every sound, every flicker of light burned into me until it felt like my skin would split from the pressure. Clara’s face was the clearest image of all, etched into my mind like a scar.
Her voice echoed in my ears long after I had escaped, a cold promise that hollowed me out from the inside.
“No more negotiations. No more patience. You defied us, and now Ethan will pay the price.”
Each word was a blade, slicing through me with precision.
By the time I made it back home with Lucas and Aiden, grief had already begun to mutate into something hotter, darker, more dangerous. Rage surged up inside me, demanding release.
“Do not play into their hands, Dominic. That is exactly what t
