Darius's POV

I scrolled through article after article, video after video and all I kept seeing was: “The Patriarch strikes again.” Four more wolves ripped apart like they were nothing.

My jaw clenched so hard I thought my teeth might crack.

I could feel it deep within me, my wolf was fighting to take control, he was restless. If I stayed in here another second, I’d break something. Or someone.

I slammed my laptop shut, grabbed my car keys and phone. My breaths were ragged, uneven as I walked.

The moment I stepped out of my office, I pulled out my phone and dialed Sam's number.

Sam was my really...