Aria's POV
“Aria!!” My name exploded through the air, jolting me upright. I hastily dressed and descended the stairs, only to be met with the fiery spectacle of Willow and Rio locked in a heated argument. "What's going on?" I interjected, my voice cutting through the tension. Willow's gaze swiveled towards me, her eyes blazing with indignation. "Are you seriously asking me that? You've got West dancing to your tune, and now you've got your hooks into my father and the pack members too?" she spat, her chest heaving with agitation. I exchanged a bewildered glance with Rio, then turned back to Willow, my confusion evident. "I have no idea what you're talking about," I protested, feeling my composure begin to fray. Willow's voice dripped with venom as she continued, "Don't play dumb! West is out there, rallying the pack on a wild goose chase for your mother, a woman who might as well be dead for all I care. Meanwhile, you're over here playing the innocent princess, pretending you don't k
