Alpha Darius's POV
I stormed down the hallway, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. The nerve of that bastard. The absolute f*****g nerve.
Jaden Silverstein thought he could send a messenger to my territory, to my packhouse, to request an audience with my mate like she was still his to command. Like the months she'd spent building a life here meant nothing. Like I meant nothing.
My wolf was pacing furiously in my mind, snarling and snapping at the insult. Another alpha daring to make demands about our mate. Another alpha treating her like she was available, like she was still his property to reclaim whenever he felt like it.
The hallway seemed to stretch endlessly in front of me as my rage built with each step. Pack members who saw me coming quickly stepped aside, pressing themsel
