Aria's POVEvery touch of the lash on my skin is like a fire, burning my body to ashes. Blood splashed on all four sides of the cell as Kairo whipped me while tears and sweat streamed down my cheeks. This was pure hell, but I tried not to howl in pain."Harder!" Kairo's whipping got more intense as it battered my flesh. He wasn't holding back; he was fulfilling Milan's orders, and every stroke was awful. And while I was being beaten, Milan was laughing in the background, finding my suffering entertaining."That's enough for now, Kairo," Milan ordered.After they unhooked my wrist from the chain, my body immediately dropped to the ground. My mind was formidable, but my physical strength was dwindling. I've lost so much blood that it will take days for the wound to heal and for my strength to replenish."All right, let's go."The screeching of the metal door marks their departure. And no matter how hard I tried to get up, I couldn't. I laid myself in a pool of blood, my strength waning
The golden sunlight engulfed the small village on the northern side of Rojo La Luna like a raging fire. In the midst of the solitude, the pack's leader of leaders arrived with his compeer. Each head bows in reverence, including their dreaded pack leader, Milan."What was my instruction, Milan?"Milan remained silent. He is well aware of what will happen if he responds. The chief has granted him the authority to administer the northern homestead, an extending pack of Rojo La Luna, with strict instructions not to go beyond the agreement. And he disobeyed the plan by hurting that woman. "Where's the woman?"Everyone began to shake with fear and anxiety, causing them to remain silent. The head asks again, this time with greater power, giving no one a chance to resist and merely answer."In the cell, my liege," Milan said quietly.The lord went straight to the cell while the rest of his cronies remained outside. The cell was filthy, dark, and suffocating. And it was where Aria had been se
Aria's POVI've been contemplating matters on the terrace for half an hour while looking over the place. The beauty on the horizon, engulfed by the orange color of the sun, fascinates me. And it somehow lightens the burden on my chest."Are you coming with my brother?"For a brief period, I cast a glimpse toward Matthew, who had just arrived. He sat next to me and glanced at the view I was admiring. When I didn't respond to his inquiry, he glanced at me again, waiting for an answer."I'm not sure, Matthew."Growing up, I never went to a werewolf anniversary party because my parents only had Mysha with them, and I grew to despise the concept over time. Now, I particularly don't want to go with Nicholas for fear of running into Mysha and Luke."Why not?" he asked again.I shrugged my shoulder. "I hate crowded places." It wasn't really the reason. But I don't want to tell them the truth yet. While they're still a stranger to me, I have to keep half of my identity to myself. It's the safe
Aria's POV Paxon Royal is indeed a luxurious place. Over two decades, this is the first time I have attended such a grand feast. The hall was embellished with a forest-like motif, including gigantic wolf sculptures at the entrance. The ambiance was exquisite, but because every face was unfamiliar, I felt neurotic. I clung on to Nicholas, not minding our current relationship status. He carefully ushered me to a particular table with two empty seats available, enough for the two of us. The chatter and background music, together with the sound of heels clicking on the floor, destroy any sense of tranquility. "Are you okay here?" I agreed by nodding. We had scarcely gotten into our chairs when someone approached us. The man was unfamiliar, but based on his aura, he had to be an Alpha too. Nicholas, who had just seated, rose again. He shook hands with the man and glanced at me for a second as if he was asking for permission to leave. My gut wanted him to stay, but it would be embarrass
Aria's POV"Who's your mate again?" Mysha's recycled query started to irritate me. She had asked this question for a hundredth time already. And until now, she did not seem to remember my responses. She's worse than a human with Alzheimer's. I'm not sure if it's because she's tense or because she's preoccupied with something."Nicholas Sainthood," I replied.The night is getting older. It's been two hours since we discussed particular issues that concern us. Somehow we managed to bridge the chasm and fill the gap caused by our separation."His name sound familiar," Mysha noted after a minute of silence. I'd mentioned his name a few times earlier, but she hadn't recognized it until now. Mysha seems to be in a dream, physically present but mentally absent. And she's never been more absent-minded than she is right now, which is strange.My conversation with Kairo from a few weeks ago eventually comes to mind. I was ready to question Mysha about their case when I realized I still didn't
Aria's POVThey are sex buddies.Instead of quelling my curiosity, Matthew's response bothered me even more. I rolled over on my bed, trying to forget everything, but every word he uttered echoed in the back of my mind like a broken cassette. I buried my face into the pillow and clenched my teeth in irritation.A hundred visions of Nicholas and Natasha doing the deed flood my mind, some nasty, others fueling my rage on the highest level. I've been preserving my dignity for the past two decades while he's humping and sprouting his libido to another woman. He didn't even keep himself clean. It disgusts me. 'He's a man, Aria,' Kaia commented. 'Don't be so petty.'I growled and tossed the pillow up to the ceiling. It should be fair. If I keep myself holy, he should too.I wanted to go for a run.My wolf became thrilled after reading my thoughts. She hasn't shifted in a long time. I can't even remember the last time I let her take control of my body. Kaia deserves to embrace freedom once
Aria's POV Natasha and Nicholas lost a baby. I'm not sure what hurts me more: them being a sex buddy or nearly having a child. I am his mate but will never be his first in everything. It's a painful fact that I must acknowledge. All of my childhood fantasies were nothing more than a delusion. Mating bonds are but a curse. It's only a suggestion, not an obligation, because, in the end, the decision is yours to make. Tears unconsciously fell from my eyes as my heart splintered into a million pieces. I devour my words. I fell for him despite my vow not to. Nicholas is like a thorn in a rose; the more I hold to him, the more wounded I become. "Hey!" I kept my head low despite the poke on my shoulder. I know it was Matthew. He was always the one who came whenever I was down. Sometimes the one who makes me down. "Are you crying?" I could sense the concern in his voice, but I didn't respond. He and his brother are just the same. They are deceitful. In their kindness lies their malici
Aria's POV "What are you doing?" Nicholas placed handcuffs on both of my hands. Then he hauled me out of my room, clueless about where he was taking me. His grip on my wrist was so firm that I thought my bones would snap. He was a beast. We entered an unfamiliar building and walked along a dark corridor until we came to a room. Nicholas stopped, so I stopped walking as well. He pushed the key to the knob, and after successfully opening the door, he shoved me in shortly. The room was gloomy, there was no light, and the ceiling was covered with cobwebs. This place must be a warehouse. "You're not going anywhere," he asserted emphatically. "You'll be staying here from now on." Nicholas shut the door before I could respond. "NOOOOO!" I cried, screaming at the top of my lungs. "Open the door! Nicholas, open the door!" My voice resonates in all four corners, but it's useless. It doesn't matter how loud I yell since this room is soundproof: even if my vocal cords give out and stop m