Chapter 112

DARIUS Three days. Three days since that damn marking ceremony, and my anger hasn't subsided one bit. Even now, sitting in the Blue Ridge Pack headquarters war room, I can still see the light of that full moon, still imagine Kaelos marking Seraphina—mine—in front of his entire Pack. “Alpha?” Marcus Thornfield’s voice cuts through my reverie. The old man sits across the table, looking nervous. And he should be nervous. Ever since he failed to keep his secret and was caught by Kaelos, he’s been as useless as Dylan. “What?” I hiss, not bothering to hide my irritation. “Reports from our spies say the Nightveil Pack’s defenses have been strengthened since... since the ceremony,” he said cautiously. “They’re expecting another attack.” “Of course they are,” I said coldly. “I’m not a fool who would let this betrayal go unpunished.” I stood up, walking to the large map on the wall that showed the entire territory—the Nightveil Pack in the center, surrounded by its allies. The Blue Ridge Pack, t