Disturbing the Dead

Kaelen's P.O.V

I should have been over the gut-wrenching feeling that settled in my stomach whenever I approached my family crypt where my father lay.

The more time that passed, the more secrets I learned about my parents. Every secret I learned about them made me hate them a bit more.

Beatrix stood before the doors to the crypt, holding my father's crown in her hands. She had been stalling on