Damien’s POV
I stood there, my arms folded tightly across my chest, staring at Kira’s unconscious form while the healer examined her. Anger coiled in me like a venomous snake, ready to strike. I wanted nothing more than to put my fist through Darius’s face for what he had done to her. I’d warned him countless times to control his damn temper, but he never listened. And now?
Now Kira lay unconscious.
And I felt like I was losing my mind.
The healer finally straightened, bowing low. “She will regain consciousness soon, Alphas.” With that, she slipped out of the room, leaving us in tense silence.
I said nothing and turned to look at Darius. I wanted to yell at him and scold him for being immature. As an Alpha, he should know better. But when I saw the expression on his face—guilt, regret
