Daciano
We continue to demolish the stronghold, all of us Lycans with our focus on one goal: finding Rhea and my child, who I now know to be a boy.
The thought that they could be closer than I dare to think makes me ruthless in my pursuit, causing me to tear through everything in my way from witches to guards with deadly precision, my Lycan primal instincts kicking in and adding to the fuel.
As we continue to fight, so does the battle get more intense. Spare moments of reflection allow me to think of how things have come to this point. I'm even surprised that I still remain conflicted—Rhea’s betrayal still stings and leaves me in a fit of rage, but the pull I feel toward her and our child even at this very moment is undeniable. I've come for her, for Aiden, and perhaps even for the bot
