Chapter 23 Bound By Blood, Torn By Desire
- Alpha Darius stood unmoved, his mismatched eyes—one as cold as winter, the other burning like embers—locked onto High Lord Rhovan. His presence alone silenced the crowd.
- He took a slow step forward. The faint sound of his boots against the marble floor was the only noise in the vast space.
- “I will do nothing,” he repeated. His voice was calm, but laced with authority.