He Wants To Claim You.

Selara I rushed to their middle standing in between them unsure if I should step aside and allow them to fight to end this madness or scream for them to put themselves together. My heart pounds so hard I can hear it in my ears and from my left eyes Draven is furious, I can see it in the way his fist folds ready to strike. “Can you both stop this madness?” I beckoned, my voice shaking as I watched Draven control his anger yet he didn’t move an inch, didn’t utter any word. Darius, on the other hand, acts calm. Too calm for my liking, acting as if he likes the situation. "I was only checking on her," Darius says smoothly, his voice dripping with false innocence. "Making sure she's adjusting well and the last time I checked, that's not a crime, is it, brother?" "Use the door," Draven repeats, pointing his hands to the exit door. I find my voice finally, stepping forward slightly. "Nothing happened," I say quickly, looking at Draven. "He just... he wanted to talk. That's all." But Draven's