Zaiden’s POV
I left for my room to prepare for the day ahead. The morning air was crisp, but it did little to calm the thoughts racing in my head. I showered quickly, changed into a fresh shirt, and slipped on my jacket. There was still one matter I needed to handle Cole.
By the time I reached the dungeon, the silence there was thick, almost suffocating. The guards straightened immediately when they saw me.
“Open it,” I ordered.
They obeyed without hesitation, unlocking the heavy metal door. The smell of damp stone and rust filled the air as I stepped inside. Cole sat in the corner of his cell, hands chained, head bowed. He looked nothing like the proud warrior I once knew.
He lifted his eyes when I entered, his lips twisting into a faint, bitter smirk.
“Alpha,” he rasped. “Didn’t th
