Chapter One Hundred & Forty-Four: "There Is War?"
The wall although invisible a moment ago had now begun to glow in oceanic green; Darius' body had become as though it were shards of glass tightly knit together; he had the darkest purple for wings she had ever seen and if she could have seen his face, she would have been startled to see that where his pupils should have been was a flaming with fire. It was in this state that Darius continued beating the prince. Dana was now sure that coupled with the death of her parents and grandmother, she would have a war on her hands.
She was about to get Meredith in hopes that she would be able to do something when all became still. The prince had long passed out and lay limp on the ground while Darius had slowly recovered from his Fae form and had slumped to the ground. How was she to explain two men laying unconscious on her floor? Then it struck her; she was the Alpha, she owed no one any explanations.