~Charles~
The car pulled up in front of a large building, and when I turned to look at Darius, he was still fuming in anger. He had been like that since we left the house.
He didn’t for once speak to me, and neither did I. Instead, I braced myself for what was to come.
“Alpha Darius.” The driver called as he opened the door for Darius to alight.
“Come on, son. We have work to do.” Darius said, looking at me with a straight, firm look. I nodded and made my way out of the car too.
“Where are they?” He asked, staring at the large building in front of us.
“They are all lined up on the fourth floor.” One of the men that followed us said to him, and Darius began to walk towards the house. “Everyone with the Geta’s blood, from the eldest to the youngest.” He continued.
“Great.” He answered and turned to look at me.
“C’mon! We don’t have any time to waste!” He uttered, and then I realized I wasn’t moving the whole time.