A deafening silence filled the basement as the three of them came to the realisation that Darren didn't know Lydia was dead. How would he know? They weren't mates.
Aila's brows drew together as she listened to the Delta, who kept his neck bared to her, unaware of their thoughts. "I will kill her," He put more strength behind his voice, but Aila could see his hands clenched together, shaking by his sides.
"He is a fool, maybe even a fool in love," Malia stated, "I believe him."
Aila sighed and raked her hand through her hair. She needed Damon and Finn to see what will happen next, so she had their full support in her choice.
"Darren," Aila said quietly and waited as he raised his head. His gaze was still fixed on the ground. She hated what she had to do, but he had a right to know, even if the evil cow didn't care about him. "Look at me."
