Sara's POV.
The ride to the Moonlight Pack was quiet, the kind of silence that clung to the air like a thick fog.
I sat stiffly in the car, my hands clasped tightly in my lap, my gaze fixed on the passing trees outside the window.
King Darius sat beside me, his presence overwhelming despite the space between us.
I could still feel the warmth of his hands on my waist from earlier when he had caught me before I tumbled down the stairs.
The memory sent a shiver through me. The way his strong hands steadied me, his deep brown eyes locking onto mine as if trying to see something hidden within.
My heart had stuttered for a moment, and I hated myself for it. I wasn’t here to fall for him—I was here to make him fall for me.
To use his feelings as a weapon against Morgan. Yet, his inte
