Dargan's POV
No!
He couldn’t!
She was his mate!
Mates were supposed to be treasured!
Protected!
He couldn’t---!
“You can’t---” I quickly defended her, but he cut me off, shaking me as if I was a ragdoll.
“And you?” he snarled, struggling to stand only to crash back down. “What the hell am I supposed to do with you, ha? I need an heir, not a f*****g brother to compete with!”
He growled, shaking his head as he hid them in his hands. The agonizing sound of pain and despair made my heart shudder in my chest. I wanted to reach out and comfort him but was scared to. I’d never seen him like this. In so much pain and agony. And yet---
He looked ready to kill!
I was scared…
Really, really scared…!
He suddenly paused, as if he’d just been stuck with the most brilliant idea. Chuckling da
