THALIA
“And finally, this pack would find peace.”
Darius’ words rang in my ears. He looked at me with frenzied eyes, as if he no longer recognized or heard anyone but himself. His grip tightened around my neck, claws digging into my skin even more.
He spoke of peace while choking the life out of me.
I clawed at his wrist, nails scraping uselessly against his claws. My lungs burned as my vision continued to dim and flicker in and out of consciousness. Nel screamed inside me, her courage coursing through my veins, trying to lend me strength I barely had.
“Darius… listen,” I choked out, forcing the words despite his gestures so close to snapping my neck, “For Elias, please-”
My plea only made him angrier.
“Don’t use my son against me!” he exclaimed, eyes turning wilder, “You’ve already
