~Adrian~
I stared hard at the man in front of me, anger building up in every vein of my body.
“I won’t repeat myself again. What do you want in my pack, Darius Nightshade?" My voice dripping with every form of authority.
Darius chuckled lightly and crossed his legs without uttering a word.
He stared at the paintings and sculptures that hung in my private office.
I was getting impatient as minutes passed without him saying a word.
I stood up from the chair and walked to where he stood.
“You have to leave my pack now, Darius. You sent a letter that you will be coming to my pack, and I sent one back that I wouldn’t be on seat for now.” I paused and leaned forward.
“And what did you do next? Show up in my pack unannounced and not be ready to say why you came either.”
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