Chapter 83Darwin’s POV“WHERE THE HELL IS SHE!” I yelled in anger as I grabbed a hold of Wilson’s shirt.“Dad! Stop! Please, please,” Freya screamed as she hit my arm with her small hands and tried to get me to release her mate.“Your majesty, please let him go. He can’t speak if he’s dead,” Lily, Lydia’s friend chimed in as she came into my vision.My grip on his shirt tightened and I looked at the man himself.What a weakling, he had his head hung down to avoid meeting my eyes.“Where is my wife!” I hissed and pulled him closer to me.Tremors ran down my spine and I swallowed, straining to remain in control of my form.Damon, my wolf was angry. He was feral and had been spitting in anger since he realised Lydia was gone.“I didn’t take you for a bully Darwin,” Lyssandra’s irritating voice sounded from behind me.I shut my eyes and took in a deep breath to try and control my form.I can’t lose control in front of her. Not now, not ever.“Let the man go, he’s clearly too scared to say
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