Leo's POV
I had known Tim for so long, he was like family to me—more than just a friend, more than a brother. When I heard the news about his death, it was like the world had been ripped from under my feet.
If only I had agreed to work with his coven, maybe—just maybe—he’d still be here. He died trying to save us, trying to fix the mess we had all gotten into. And here I was, left with nothing but guilt.
Guilt for not listening to him when I should’ve, guilt for pushing him away. If only I hadn’t ignored his calls, maybe he wouldn’t have gone off on his own to face this battle alone. Now, he was gone, and I couldn’t go back.
“We failed him when he was alive,” Master’s voice cut through the haze of my thoughts, and I looked up, meeting his gaze. “We can’t fail him again now that he’s
