Darius' POV
“You had it again. The kind that could make you kill even the one you love. Even your Luna.” The second the pack seer emitted those words from his lips, I couldn't help but feel—or rather sense—an intense pang of fear tugging at my heart.
It wasn't the kind that I could dispel. I needed to end this. I needed to do something before it got out of hand.
Trying so hard to still maintain my composure, my fists clenching by my sides, I asked, “What do you suggest I do this time?”
He walked closer to the couch before him and sat on it. “Why don't you sit and this time, tell me in detail what you actually saw,” he urged. But how could I?
In this pack, I trusted no one. I hadn't found out who killed my own father, so there was definitely no way I was going to let out secrets so dee
