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Freya stated, bracing herself for the fight. Mila chuckled dryly, "I like the sound of that. I have got no time either," Mila said. Unlike Freya, Mila was relaxed. She knew that Freya had the advantage of both arms functioning properly. Mila could not afford to stress her injured arm, and she had to get Dom and Brant out of here as soon as possible. Both women held each other's gaze, waiting patiently and calculating who ever made the first move… Freya did. She launched a kick punch towards Mila.

He's moving at inhuman speed and I shout out Lucas’s name. My mate barely gets a chance to register my voice before Darius shoves him aside with a powerful kick. As Lucas, goes flying into the trees, Darius is grabbing Aliya by the neck and I can her hands glow as she prepares to fight back. However, I’m already moving and dig my claw into the vampires back. He just looks over his shoulder at me, as if looking at an inconsequential bug. “I’m getting really tired of you,” He says, his voice chilly.

My mate tilts his huge gun metal grey head back and howls to the moon Goddess telling our team to start. Dylan’s wolf growls, dropping to a fighting stance the minute Clay howls. I don’t give him a chance to attack my mate. I leap at him, biting into his left shoulder ripping the flesh from it and spitting it out. It howls in pain but refuses to attack me.

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’ve just changed shape.” —THE GOD'S CHALLENGE Later that night, Darius found Ava staring into the flames of her own campfire. He sat beside her, quiet. She turned slowly. “I was ready to fight Raven. Even ready to die.” “But how do you fight a god?” Darius took her hand. “You don’t.” “You prove them wrong.”

“Had to wait till the rumors cleared out a bit. You know people are talking about how I bewitched you right?” Darius’s jaw tightened. “Ignore them.” “I Can’t,” Wayne said, half laughing. “You forget I don’t get to hide behind any rank.” “Then stop giving them something to talk about.” “Oh right,” Wayne muttered, “I’ll just stop existing then.” Darius’s tone dropped. “You done?” “Yeah,” Wayne said, rolling his shoulders. “Let’s get this over with.” They started. For every punch Wayne threw, Darius countered twice as fast. For every dodge, Darius was already there, reading him like a book he’d written himself.

Darius stared back. “I'm Darius. No matter what happens, don't scream and answer my questions honestly,” Darius compelled and she shook her head in agreement. “What is your name?” “Nina Richard.” She replied. “Be a good girl.” Darius smirked as he pulled closer to her neck, his fangs dropped and he sniffed her vanilla scent, refreshing. He heard her heart throbbing and her veins and arteries pumping thick red liquid. He couldn't wait to rip open her carotid artery. She flinched when she felt his fangs brush against her neck.

Today, Kael had demanded truth—and Darius meant to deliver it. “Ready?” Darius asked, voice low, rough as gravel. Kael swallowed but lifted his blade. “Show me.” What followed was nothing like the drills before. Darius moved with ferocity, every strike fast, punishing, merciless. Kael’s arms trembled under the weight of blocking, his legs buckled as he stumbled back again and again. “You wanted this,” Darius barked, pressing him harder. “So fight, Kael. Don’t cower. Don’t think. Survive.”

He roared as he stood huge and tall,he shook his body and posed in a fight mode. They were both snarling and jamming their jaws with their teeth bare. They were circling each other waiting for the right moment to strike. Then with a snarl, Rex lunged forward, claws outstretched , but Darius dodged the attack then returned with a swift counter strike. He successfully bit into Rex's forearm, he bit down hard till blood was gushing out, Rex managed to save himself and they were back to circling. They kept on jumping at each other with bared fangs and claws, eventually Rex boy Darius by his neck. Darius fell to the floor and everyone froze, Ezra immediately tried to run to them but Kyle held him

“I am fighting you.” But there was no fire in his voice—no emotion. It was as if Damon was simply going through the motions, not seeing this as the battle Darius desperately wanted it to be. The crowd continued to cheer for Darius, encouraging him as he gave it everything he had. “Don’t stop, Darius!” they shouted. “You’ve got this!” Darius swung again, his knuckles grazing Damon’s jaw this time. But Damon didn’t even flinch. He countered with a quick jab—a light one—but it was enough to send Darius stumbling backward.