Chosen by war

The Devil

er on their features. A black stain grew over Darius's back as he lay still on the floor. Wi

ock as he gazed at his brother. "Lucas," he said in a

He said, "I've done what was necessary," in a bland vo

repeated. "He wasn't my adversary; he w

in a venomous tone. "A partner who would h

face me. "Ariana, you're secure no

soothe me, I was instead overwhelmed with fear. He talked as if it were a stra

id in a tremulous tone

. "He was corrupt and weak. We woul

s eyes. "You have no right to judge him, Lucas,"

d to do," without regret in

the packhouse's commotion. Killian watche

d to face me. His voice was harsh

g a hard time processing what had ju

ved me, my partner, w

ar of the packhouse, away from the throng. He sea

a quiet voice. "I never m

lt," my voice was almost audible.

arked in a furious tone. "D

an odd intensity as he gazed at me.

With mistrust in m

le now that Darius is gone," he s

g, capable leader

s you?" I questioned

firmly. "And I have a pr

d into my eyes. "Pre

azed at him. "What?" I as

leverage I need to bring the packs together thanks to it. It will provi

of this?" With mistrust

"And a chance to find out

s he took a step closer.

are at work, and they want you dead. Ad

zy, outlandish. However, it was also alluring. He was

embled as I asked. "You lead a compet

ious tone. "I also want to bring the packs

d his hand. "Please, Aria. Belie

hand before turning my a

ing more I couldn't quite put

rtbeat. Killian's suggestion was risky and ri

in a voice that was hard

as his eyes glowed. He gently b

ed with a tone of appreciati

er," he said in a warning-tinged tone. "Ariana, this is a ga

sly intensely as he withd

bewildered and suspicious expressions on their faces, the alphas w

and. He said, "Listen to me," and the room echo

ollective gas

mmanding voice, "I, Killian Draven, Alpha

around the room. "An

ty as he turned to face me. He said, "Ar

tions, and made accusations. My head spinning, my p

cy rage, abruptly brok

's a

light of the corridor, a man stood. With jet-black hair and eyes

e, Darius Blackthorn