Darian's POV
"Hello, the mighty Alpha Darian. I hope you are ready for your execution. What will be your last prayers and wishes?" One of them asked me with a wicked smirk hovering over his face.
"Execution?" I asked them before shaking my head in disbelief. "If there's anyone who is supposed to be executed, I think it's the three of you," I said to them, my voice raising in anger.
"Really? And what makes you think that we are the ones who are supposed to be executed, Alpha Darian?" One of them asked me with a wicked grin.
"Well, that's the punishment reserved for thieves like you," I said to them, and immediately they glanced at each other while grinning ear to ear, and suddenly one of them vanished. The next thing I felt was a hand gripping my neck from behind and pulling me up from
