Chapter 41

DARIUS POV

Last night was amazing. Daya and I connected in ways I never imagined. We didn’t just have sex. We promised ourselves to each other. We spoke about our future. I haven’t thought about my future since Calvin died. Since losing him, I’ve lived day to day, checking boxes, completing tasks, and trying to hold myself together for the good of my pack. Now, with Daya, I feel like I have a purpose again. Not that my pack wasn’t a purpose to live, but over time, I resented my role as Alpha because I had to do it, it was never a choice for me to make, or a choice I had time to process. One minute, I was the carefree younger brother of Alpha Calvin Barnett, the next, my brother was dead, and I was the new Alpha. How can I love a role that was never mine to have, not in this way at least?

But Daya, fuck. She sees me. I think as an alpha female and older sister, she understands the pressure I experience. She also doesn’t stroke my ego like other she-wolves. Daya calls me out on my