Darius's POV
"Another heir."
The words moved on the wind even though I was miles away from where they were, I was on a cliff overlooking the sea fortress where Seraphina held her cursed child.
I felt the pull of her fear through the remnants of what once bound us. Even broken, the soul bond left a scar, and through it, I tasted her fear.
"You see now, don't you, Sera? You need me and you always will." A bitter smile turned my lips.
"Claim her, claim the child and only through us will they survive." The Hollow Wolf moved within me, its voice sounded like broken bones and ash.
I bent my hand, looking at the way in which the tattoos burned faintly. Back then my strength had always been from discipline, honor, and loyalty. Now it came from something darker and something endless.
