Chapter 88: A Clash of Shadows
Killian’s POV
A pale witness to the storm we were about to unleash, the moon sat high. Ahead lay Veyron's stronghold, a massive citadel encircled by thick forests and rocky rocks. In the distance, fires flickered, creating unsettling shadows on the stone walls.
My clinched hands caused the leather of my gloves to crack as I adjusted them. My whole body was tense, prepared for the fight that was ahead. To my left, Darius stood with a grim face and keen eyes that searched for any openings in the castle.
"Are you prepared for this?" With a sharp tone, I inquired.
Darius gave me a quick look as a tight grin formed on his lips. "Ever since Veyron made this personal, I've been prepared."
As two alphas connected by need rather than trust, we made an unusual pa
