Unveiling The Truth

Kane POV

I knew Dean would be my utter ruin. I had fooled myself into believing, even for a moment, that maybe he was gone for good—maybe living with his own kind, far away from me and everything I cared about. But deep down, I always knew the truth.

No matter the distance between us, there was a link that tethered us together. A cursed connection that let me know he was still alive. If I wanted, I could feel what he felt, see what he saw. After all, he was me, and I was him. But with a deranged, bloodthirsty creature like Dean, trust me—you don't want to feel or see what he does. So, I blocked it out. I always blocked it out.

But it wasn't always like this.

You see, I wasn't born normal, not by any measure. I was born a hybrid—a cursed mix of wolf and vampire. An abomination.