The Threat

ROGUES PACK (Same day)

“What the f-ck do you mean you weren't able to get her?!” Darius shouted, harshly slamming his hand on the table in anger.

Theon's eyes flashed red as he barely contained his anger. “Watch how you speak to me, Darius.” He growled animalistically.

“Don't you dare tell me what to do! I gave you one task! One f-cking task and you and your little pack of rogues couldn't even do it!” He spat out in anger.

“You think it's easy?” Theon growled. “If it was f-cking easy why didn't you go fight them yourself?! Right, because you're a little bitch and can't even stand in front of them without trembling!” Theon mocked with a smirk.

Darius tightened his fist as his veins threatened to pop. He tried to control his anger knowing he couldn't fight with the ferocious rogue, he knew his old self couldn't stand a chance against Theon.

If he wanted to work with this brainless rogue, then he had to calm down and not let his anger get ahead of him. “Look, I didn't mean to yell.”