DARIUS
I've seen my life flash before my eyes before, multiple times. Working as both the Goldblood Pack Alpha and the leader of my biker's club, life is dangerous.
Nothing like what the public imagines. People like me know the bloodshed that comes with it.
And perhaps, even at the moment which I have long convinced myself to be my last, I find myself wanting Rhea to win. To grab the stag and disappear. Take a run far away—far away from the life that I am trapped in.
I lie on the bare grass. My wolf doesn't move. I can feel myself bleeding out. Didn't see the human as he snuck up on me. My attacker could have been anyone: between a rival pack and a biker with a grudge, or simply someone hunting through the forest.
The forest is open to all. I thought I was so preoccupied with finding
