CHAPTER 66

Chapter 66

Angela’s POV

“Even if I say I didn’t kill him, would you believe me?”

He asked, his gaze settling on mine. He slowly moved his eyes to my lips and I suddenly felt tongue–tied. It was obvious he was waiting for me to say something but I couldn’t find the word.

“I don’t know what to believe anymore. People are talking and I can…”

He cupped my face, staring into my soul. “Something happened, am I wrong? Someone said something to you and that pissed you off. Instead of waiting, you came right into my office, made me walk those men out just so you can have all of my attention,”

I bit down on my bottom lip. “I didn’t ask you to walk them out,” I argued.

“I didn’t say you did but you’re still getting punished later,”

He winked at me and I found myself blushing.

I looked down, trying to avoid his gaze and at the same time, trying not to forget the reason why I came to him in the first place.

“I need an answer, Darius,” I reminded him. My anger had disappeared already and it made me realize I was actually angry at my sister, not Darius. I suddenly regret my action of barging into his office.

“I didn’t kill your father. If anything, I warned him about the accident before it happened but he must’ve trusted my father more than me. I mean, I broke his daughter’s heart,”

His answer put my mind at ease. I was relieved to find out my sister was wrong about him. That what the people were saying about Darius wasn’t true.

“Does that mean you’re not a murderer?” I asked him.

He scoffed. “What? Do you think not being your father’s murderer makes me a no–murderer at all?”

I frowned.

“You’re too innocent for your own good, my Angel. I’ve killed people but never touched an innocent person. All those that I’ve killed deserved it,”

He slipped his hand into his pocket as he walked to his desk. “Come here, baby,” he said. I approached him, taking the hand he extended to me. With a firm grip on my waist, he lifted me onto the desk. Darius smirked, then slid between my thighs, wrapping an arm around my waist.

“Remember the last time we were in this position,”

I nodded. The one time he’d eaten me out on his desk while I was on the phone with Charles. Remembering that sent shivers down my spine.

“Want to recreate that?” He offered, pinching my exposed thigh.

I hit his chest. “No!” He was distracting me and I didn’t hate it. “I’m here for a different reason. Can you tell me what happened? Why is my father dead and why is yours in the dungeons when he’s supposed to be dead as well?”

I asked.

“Curiosity killed the cat,”

“Please,” I begged.

He squinted his eyes. “Those f*cking eyes. How am I supposed to say no when you look at me like I’m your favorite meal?”

He moved away from me and rested his back against the wall opposite me. He stared at me with love and reluctance, his eyes betraying the struggle. It was clear he didn’t want to tell me the truth, but he knew he had to.

“I’m sure after you saw my dad, you questioned for a while if your father was still alive somehow, right,”

I nodded. “Yes,”

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“He’s dead. Don’t worry. He’s not going to resurrect and or show up somewhere someday. He’s gone for good and that was because my f*cking father is a horrible leader and friend,” He stopped talking, then tightened his jaw. “He f*cking sold the pack,”

I gasped. “What? He sold the pack,”

“Yeah. He did. You know how Mason always finds out about information, especially secrets that are supposed to be hidden…”

“Yes,”

“Well, I don’t know how he found out but he came to me one day with a copy of the document stating my father was trying to sell the pack to the Rogue Alpha, Ryker. Have you heard about him?”

I’ve been in the human world I’d hardly keep up with the werewolf world. I haven’t heard of him,”

Recently, I’ve been hearing a lot about Rogue Alphas.

“If you ever come across him, RUN! look for a shelter and wait for me to come get you. He’s a demon,”

“You’re scared of him,” I announced.

“No, I’m not scared of him but I’m scared for me. I have you and Reina to protect now. I’d lived my life without fear before because I didn’t have anyone special to protect but now that I have you both, I don’t want to lose you at all,”

I took a deep breath and smiled at him. He shrugged. It was nice knowing I was special to someone, especially Darius.

“If Ryker ended up taking over this pack, he would’ve killed everyone. I mean every single person would’ve died by his hands. After I heard this, I reached out to your dad and tried to warn him but unfortunately, I didn’t hear back from him. Mason and I tried to get as much information from the few people we knew here and in the process, we found out about the trip. On the day of the trip, they all left in the same car but along the way, my father entered a different car. I don’t know what he told the rest for them to have believed him and allowed him to use the different car,”

“They trusted him,” I added.

Since I was a child, I’ve heard my Dad talk about Darius‘ father with so much admiration and respect.

“They sure did and it led to their demise. I arrested my father myself but funny enough…” he laughed bitterly. “I couldn’t kill him. A few days before the funeral, I came here and took control of the pack before the Rogue King could. I have no idea what my father’s next move was after selling the pack and killing those who might oppose the Rogue King. I tried asking him, but he never said a word. At least the old geezer left a will stating I should never take over the pack or challenge him, but I’m Darius Darkwood–I don’t take orders from anyone.”

I hummed. “That’s exactly why they thought you killed the pack leaders so you could become the Alpha,”

He snickered. He snickered. “If I wanted to take over a pack, I’d choose one that’s not on the brink of collapse. My father left this pack in

ruins.”

“Maybe you should tell the people about this. Maybe it’ll end the resistance,”

“Trust me, baby. I’ll end the resistance,”

I could see the pain and anger in his eyes. It was burning flames. He wasn’t ready to let go of what happened.

They killed two of their people to prove a point. I’m their end, I swear,”

Trying to change the topic, I asked. “What about your father?”

“I’m hoping he rot in there for eternity. I’m such a stupid coward. I didn’t find it in me to murder that man even though it would’ve been the best thing I’d ever done,”

“No one understood what you went through when you lived with him,”

“Only you saw through me, Angela,” he came to me and ran his long fingers through my hair.

“And you walked out on me for five years. If I didn’t come back to this pack, would you have searched for me?” I asked him.

“Angela..”

“Do you even still love me, or do you see me as an obligation because you can’t forgive yourself for leaving? Is it because you didn’t want to bruise your ego when you saw me again, or are you just trying to prove you still have control over me?”

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*Control? What the f*ck are you talking about Angela?”

Answer the question, Darius. Do you love me still? Or is it something else?”

I never stopped loving you. Not even for a single day. Not even when life got so tough and I wanted to just let go of everything. I’m standing right here in front of you because the thoughts of seeing you again kept me alive,”