(Darius)
The next morning, I was running towards Callan's pack. The thought of Emma had kept me awake all night, and by the time I pulled into Callan’s territory, I was fuming with rage. I had to get her back, no matter what.
The warriors stopped me, their faces hard, but I wasn’t here for them. “I’m here to see Callan,” I said sharply.
One of them nodded and motioned for me to wait. It didn’t take long before Callan appeared, his expression unreadable. He walked up to me and he seemed guarded, but I wasn’t about to back down.
“Darius,” he said evenly, crossing his arms over his chest. “What are you doing here?”
I didn’t waste any time. “I’m here to talk about Emma.”
His jaw tightened, but he didn’t look surprised. “There’s nothing to talk about. Emma’s happy here, and you need to le
