Chapter 151 Unwanted Gift
- Ben's POV
- The broken mirror showed a stranger looking back at me. A stranger with no hair, just a skull and eyes like dark pools lacking any warmth or light. It was hard, nearly impossible, to accept this face as the man I used to be.
- The man who dreamed of honor, loyalty, and life in the sunny fields of the Black Hound Pack. Now, I was a creature of darkness, a piece in a power game I barely understood.