Chapter 59

DAYA POV

I stepped into the cool, evening air with a sense of satisfaction washing over me. I could care less about Mara being dead. She hurt my family too many times.

Marking Darius was not part of my agenda.

My wolf took over at that moment with the need to show the world that Darius is mine.

I am terrified about what could happen now that I marked him. Will he mark me too? What about the plague? How long do we have together until one of us dies? All these thoughts are racing through my head. I don’t hear him walking up behind me. He wraps his strong, calloused hand around my upper arm and spins me around to face him.

I run my tongue over my dry lips. I can taste the remnants of his blood. We don’t say anything to each other. It feels like hours pass before he opens his mouth to speak.

“What did you do, Troublemaker?” His deep, sexy voice drips out and it’s sending shockwaves to my core. He runs the back of his other hand down the side of my face. I lean into