DARIUS’S POV I paced the length of my chamber like a caged beast, my boots thudding against the stone floor. Ever since Selene slipped away, a gnawing emptiness chewed at my insides. I knew exactly why she bolted. I’d taken her virginity that night, raw and intense, her body yielding under mine in ways that still haunted my dreams. But afterward? I walked out, left her there alone, like she meant nothing. No check-in, no glance back. My wolf, Draven, howled regret now, but back then, hatred had blinded me. Her father’s betrayal cost me my brother, and turned my world to ask. Yet the bond screamed that she needed me, her pain echoing through my veins like fire. She was in danger, suffering, and it tore me apart. I grabbed my jacket from the hook, slinging it on as I stormed down the hall. The drive to Ironfang would clear my head, or at least get me to her. Caelum hated her as much as I did, he blamed her father for his mother’s death. There was no way he’d treat her right. He’d cag
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