♣ DARIUS ♣
“Grrrrrr,” my phone vibrated on the desk inside the study room, the low growl of the ringtone echoing against the dark wood. The name flashing across the screen made my jaw tighten — Lycus. One of my most loyal wolves.
“Hello, Don,” his voice came from the other end, crisp and controlled.
“What is it?” I asked, my tone calm but heavy with authority.
“We found them! The men that attacked you this morning.”
A low smirk curved my lips, sharp and predatory. I could already feel the beast inside me stir — hungry for retribution. Lycus had never disappointed me. I knew he wouldn’t need twenty-four hours to track those bastards down. His senses were sharper than most, his loyalty sharper still.
He was known for his ability to hunt — not just people but secrets. Even politicians
