Rylan’s POV
I felt my heart nearly stop as recognition washed over me, a cold sweat breaking out on my skin. The voice was unmistakable; it was deep and authoritative, sending chills down my spine. It belonged to someone I had once considered a friend, trained alongside during those grueling days of alpha training.
“Rylan,” Lila whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “What’s happening? Who was that?”
“It's him,” I said, barely able to keep my voice steady. “Marcus. He was—he was with us during training. He went dark...said he’d do anything for power.”
“Who?” Lila pressed, her eyes wide with fear.
“He was one of the strongest prospects,” I explained, recalling his fiercely competitive nature and the way he had pushed everyone to their limits. “But something changed. He wanted power
