Adam leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he stared at Uldrich’s hooded figure. I could see the battle raging behind his eyes—the joy of having this man in front of him, mixed with the fear of what he might learn. I felt it too, that dread of the unknown. But beneath it all was a simmering anger. This man had been part of something that nearly tore us apart. He’d put everything we held dear at risk.
The room fell silent, everyone waiting for Adam to make the first move. My heart was pounding, each beat echoing in my ears. Whatever happened next would change everything. And I could only hope we were ready for it.
Adam gave a subtle nod, and a warrior stepped forward to yank the bag off Uldrich’s head. As soon as the fabric fell away, I could see his face clearly—pale, bruise
