Clara’s POV
Watching Darius walk out, I put on a bright smile, grinning from ear to ear.
But as soon as the door was shut behind him, my expression went cold.
"So we've technically been reduced to a trophy to flaunt around," my wolf taunted.
And honestly, I couldn't refute what she said.
I had a thing for Darius. I actually like him and I'd definitely want more sexcapades with him.
But the fact that I was being turned into a pawn in whatever game he was playing pissed me off.
I paced the room, my muscles still aching from today's fights. Six elite warriors. Back to back.
And now he wanted me to take on two Alphas?
Not just any Alphas. Alphas with true, pure alpha bloodlines running through their veins.
"You can handle it," my wolf said, her confidence unwavering. "We've handled
