Modric’s POV
Danger reached me through the bond before I understood where it came from.
One moment I was standing among the invited Alphas, watching Mary Ann hold the square with nothing more than truth and patience.
The next, every instinct inside me screamed.
Move.
My wolf surged.
I turned toward the bell tower just as metal flashed in the sunlight.
Crossbow.
The string released.
I moved.
So did someone beside me.
The arrow struck with a sickening sound.
Not me.
Darius.
His body jerked backward.
For one frozen heartbeat, I stared at the shaft buried high beneath his shoulder.
Then the square exploded.
People screamed.
Nightveil guards drew weapons.
Cassius’s loyalists surged toward the platform.
Some civilians dropped to the ground while others shoved toward the stree
