The warriors from another pack who found Kayen lying in the woods took him up into the castle’s infirmary. Liam recognized the place the moment he entered the room. A place where Avery fixed several girls over the time she spent serving in the castle. Those girls Dagon broke apart, gave them time to heal so he could break them apart once again. He repeated the cycle over and over until they broke down completely.
“How is he?” Liam asked the girl who assisted him. She wasn’t much older than Avery at the time she began working in the castle. The girl could be sixteen, maximum seventeen. She looked at Kayen, thoroughly examining his wounds.
His eyes were glassy, almost lifeless. His breathing was frantic. She noticed several burns all over his body. His clothes got caught in the wounds. Thi
