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He cursed as he stood up. Darius growled as he clashed into a rogue, slamming into him hard. His claws raked the feeble armor he had on. The warrior swung his sword in a wide arc, barely deflecting the claws that would have torn his face into multiple layers. Darius smiled at the fellow just before he grabbed another dagger from his waist and stabbed the man in the right eye. A howl of pain rent the air instantly. Darius retrieved the knife and promptly stabbed it into the man’s neck. A crash landed on the earth with another rogue down.

“They are here to break them.” “Hold your ground,” Darius commanded. His warriors responded immediately. The line steadied. But the attackers were relentless. A blade came from the side. Darius twisted, but not fast enough. It cut into his side. Deep. Hot. Sharp. He did not stop. He did not even react. He turned and took the attacker down in one brutal motion, his claws tearing through before the man could retreat. Another came from behind. Rhyden intercepted. “Stay focused!”

Darius growled and jumped back to his feet, clearly trying to regain some control. "I'M THE WORST MISTAKE YOU EVER MADE MOTHERF***ER"

His large biceps bunched while he pulled on the chains, rage evident on his features as he fought them. Sympathy and compassion made her ache for him. His determination showed regardless of how he’d been stripped of his freedom and dignity. He had to know the futility of his actions yet he still struggled. Her hand lifted to touch the wood frame under the glass. She wished she could soothe him by showing him that someone cared. Most of all, she wanted to get him out of the hellish prison that contained him. He deserved to be free.

“You know the law and you chose to break it with her?” “I broke that shit law with Shelley, and you didn’t fucking care. What’s so different with her?” “She’s mine!” he growled and threw Baron across the room. Di ran over to me and helped me turn over and sit up. “You okay Hershey kiss?” Breathlessly, “Still hate that name, but yeah, I’m okay.” “Girl you got two big, hunky, fine ass specimens fighting over you.” “Help me up Di, I gotta stop this shit, once and for all.”

Darius flew backward, skidding across the dirt till he landed in the courtyard coughing, but he didn’t strike back. He stood, only barely. He tried to get his balance, but he only staggered. Maybe I would have felt pity for him if he didn't kill my daughter. A couple of seconds passed as he lifted his hands, open, empty, and pleading. “Fight it, Kiara.” His voice was strained, and with his frequent he was wincing at each syllable, I wouldn't be surprised if he had broken a couple of ribs. “Please. Come back to me. Come back to us.”

It howls in pain but refuses to attack me. This pisses me off so I launch myself at him again, I land on his back. He starts to flip trying to get me off but I sink my claws in even deeper. I spot Clay in a fight with two of Dylan’s warriors but I am not bothered as they are no match for my mate.

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she asked, her tone thick with a mournful, aching sorrow. The fight between Ash and Darius became more intense. They were a blur of motion, a death waltz. Ash landed a solid punch, and Darius stumbled backward, blood gushing from his lip. "You're just like Theon, Ryder. You wish to overpower her. You wish to break her," Darius spat, his voice a low hiss. Ash growled, a raw growl of raw rage, and knocked Darius to the ground. He was on top of him, his hands wrapped around his throat.

Cannibal roared loudly as we all watched Darius reveal his claws. “Try your best.” Alpha Crixus raised his hand. “Fight until death.” The chains binding Darius fell away. “Begin!” The crowd roared. Cannibal moved first. He couldn’t shake off the thought of what Darius did to him in the past. Darius didn’t launch the attack; rather, he looked up with a smile on his face and created a distraction. Snatching his claw down through his ribs, Cannibal groaned in pain and slammed his right hand into his face. This sent Darius and his claws to the left side of the pit.