The Alpha’s Scorned
The plane had been ripped into two pieces, and the front part of the plane was covered in flames.
"DARIUS!" I screamed, running back to the plane.
Everything around me remained silent, only encouraging me to run faster. I made my way to the back of the front half of the plane. It was hard to see in from the flames, but I could make out a few objects. I tapped into my wolf side in an attempt to enhance my eyesight. Suddenly, a familiar shape entered my view when I realized that Darius was still on the plane.
Without thinking about my safety, I ran through the flames, making my way towards him. He was hunched over the seat in front of him. It looks like he was knocked unconscious.