CHAPTER 27 His Inner Turmoil

  [Armon’s POV]

  My heart began to painfully hammer in my chest. Did I just hear Rico correctly? In order to save the world, I would need Moyra by my side? How could I possibly do that to her? There was no fucking way! She had already suffered enough, I couldn't make her suffer more.

  "There has to be another solution." I snapped, pushing aside any plan that involved putting Moyra’s life in danger. "Something that doesn’t put many lives at risk."

  "There aren’t any others." Rico sighed, squeezing the bridge of his nose. "This has been your destiny ever since you were a child, and the sooner you accept it, the better."

  Dammit, if Rico was going to insist on this, then my finding him was pointless. I wasn’t about to fucking go and find Moyra.

  "Since you can’t help me, I’m leaving." I announced, standing up. "Thanks for the clothes and the tea."

  "Wait, alpha!" Rico called, drawing my attention back to him. "I have something for you."