Chapter 083
DARIUS
Evening had finally arrived, and I'd made up my mind. No more avoiding it, no more putting it off.
I needed to talk to Adrian properly about everything, his behaviour, the late-night disappearances, the strange things I'd noticed.
The conversation couldn't wait any longer.
I was halfway down the corridor towards our chambers when my wolf suddenly released a low, warning growl deep in my chest.
The sound rumbled through me before I could even process what had triggered it. Something was wrong.
It was then I heard it. A familiar, guttural growl coming from behind me.
My body moved on instinct. I whipped around, my hand flying to the sword at my hip.
The blade sang as it left its sheath, and in one fluid motion, I swung it in a wide arc.
The steel connected
