Darius's POV
I had made my mind up to meet with Elena. I stood in front of the mirror, eyeing my look. I looked great. I had purposely picked out this outfit. Elena had always loved me in this outfit and that was the reason I chose to wear it. A solid dark, classic style suit, which was charcoal gray, a light-colored dress shirt, ideally white. A tie of a deeper hue and a simple, repeating pattern. Dress shoes that were black. I looked just like James Bond would love to look. I hoped to impress her.
Before I would embark on a journey to the Silver Howl Pack, I had to stop by at the Pack's office to go through the Pack's affairs so far.
I left the Pack house and entered my car. There was no Sarah to hold me back and lately my mum has been distant, perhaps plotting something more disastrous and how to take the Alpha title away from me.
