DARRAGH’S POV
The car door shut with a solid thunk, sealing me in the cool darkness of the Mercedes Benz. I exhaled, rubbing at the back of my neck as the engine purred to life. The steady hum of the tires against the road should have been calming, but my thoughts wouldn’t settle.
From the driver’s seat, Beta Eamon Hayes, son of my father's own Beta, glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “We left early.”
I didn’t respond.
He smirked. “Is it because of the girl?”
My brows furrowed. “Why would it be because of her?”
Eamon scoffed, shaking his head as he turned onto the highway. “Because she’s an O’Callahan.”
Something in my chest tightened.
I turned to the window, watching the darkened landscape blur past, but my mind had already begun piecing things together.
In the future, my fath
