Chapter 112 Truth Unfolding

• Asher's POV
• Regret settled deep in my chest, as heavy as a mountain. I stared at the cold stone floor of the dungeon, my arms bound tightly behind me. The air was thick with despair and the coppery scent of blood. I should never have come here. My impulsive decision to confront my father had not only put my life at risk but had also escalated his wrath to levels I hadn’t anticipated.
• Six pack members were already dead.