Natalie~
The moment we stepped inside, the heavy wooden doors slammed shut behind us, cutting off the last murmurs of the pack outside. The entire space had been redecorated, it was different from when I had last seen it. The room was draped in dark leather and polished mahogany, a space designed to intimidate. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Darius always did have a flair for the dramatic.
Darius led us to his office, the place he had once marked me against my will. The office brought back dark memories but I pushed them away. The air between us was foggy with tension, and Darius wasted no time. He moved toward a sleek black chair at the head of a long table and gestured for us to sit. His every step was measured, controlled—but I didn't miss the way his jaw clenched when his gaze flickered back to me.
