I used to believe none of this was real. That the world of power and magic, and the men who haunted my dreams, were fragments of a broken mind. Now I know better. The scars on my body are proof.
And the men who swore to protect me are breaking under their own secrets.
Ezra’s loyalty cuts like a blade. Rowan’s strength tempts me to lose control. Cayden’s kindness hides something far darker. And the Architect, my enemy, my obsession, sees through every lie I tell.
This world runs on obedience, contracts, and blood. And for the first time, I’m not sure I want to follow the rules.
If freedom costs me everything, so be it. Because I’m done being anyone’s experiment, and I’ll burn the castle down before I let them own me again.
