The tension between the two Alphas crackled like a live wire, each moment stretching into an eternity. Amara could feel the weight of their animosity, the simmering hatred that threatened to erupt into violence at any second. She knew that one wrong move could set off a chain of events that would lead to bloodshed, and she couldn’t bear the thought of anyone getting hurt because of her.
“Killian, please,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. “Just go. I don’t want this.”
But Killian’s eyes were fixed on Darius, a dangerous glint flickering in their depths. “You think you can take what’s mine, Nightshade?” he snarled, his voice low and venomous. “You think you can challenge me?”
Darius’s jaw tightened, his eyes blazing with a cold, steely resolve. “If it means protecting her, then yes.”
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