Darius's POV.

For years, my wolf had been nothing but rage and chaos. I could never keep him under control or calm him down.

My human side was supposed to be dominant. My wolf was supposed to listen. Yet, it took over at will and made me go berserk. And so, I left home for a while to cool off. I couldn't risk losing control and hurting my family.

I left for a week, and now I was stepping back into the mansion, the familiar scent of home wrapped around me.

“Darius, you’ve been away for so long.” My mother’s voice broke through the silence.

She stood not far from...