Darius’s POV
I felt adrenaline racing through my veins as I took my place at the forefront of my warriors. My men, no, my elite soldiers stood at readiness for the attack, and they were all strong, all vicious, and only loyal to me. The Full Moon Pack would fall before us tonight. Damon and his weaklings didn't stand a chance.
I looked out over my warriors, their faces full of anticipation, their bodies rippling with the power of wolves. “Listen up, you sorry excuses for an army. Tonight, we take what's rightfully mine. Damon, that bastard Alpha, thinks he can rule this world? Ha! His pack is nothing but a bunch of sickly, weak-willed pups. I have more strength in my little finger than all of them put together.”
I could see the nods, the looks of pride in their eyes. They knew who they
