ALARA’S POV
With my heart laden with the weight of everything Ravenna said to me that night, I strode along the passage, unable to figure out what I wanted to do at that moment.
I couldn’t let Darius be caught in the web of the evil witch, but it was very obvious that it was either that I did something to save him, or he could be killed by Sierra.
Then I heard the sound of struggling, and the voice gasping for air. I moved faster, and I saw Darius holding up his uncle, pinned to the wall and unable to catch his breath.
“Darius!” I screamed his name, and he let go of Lord Magnus, who dropped very hard and noisily to the ground and grunted in pain.
Then he started to cough, gasping for air while he crawled away from his nephew.
“He was trying to kill me because I told him the truth
