LOGINđ Arria POV I lay awake in bed, staring into the darkness. The tension from the meeting with Aron had lessened, but it hadn't gone away. All the way home, I had fought to keep my mind blank. I didn't need any more what-ifs. And then Melanie had shattered the one that mattered mostâ Fenrir had not pushed her into danger. She would have gone anyway, and he had only turned her choice into a weapon. I kissed his neck. His hold on me didn't change. Once again, he was pretending to be asleep, giving me time to process what I needed to. But this time, it was different. I wouldn't dissect his actions beforehand just to brace myself for every possible bad outcome. I would ask. "How did you meet Aron?" The question slipped into the darkness between us. "In the palace," he replied. "Go on," I pressed. "I want to understand what happened today." He didn't answer right away. "He was seven," he eventually began. "Some boys were bullying him. I helped." That sounded right. Aro
đ Fenrir POV She had not screamed or stomped after we left the vampire den. She had not said a word at all. She had not even shifted. Not once during the run back home. When we reached the clearing, she climbed down on her own. Moved ahead. Stopped. She waited. I almost exhaled. Back in human form and dressed, I slipped my hand into hers from behind. She did not pull away. Did not say a thing either. She just started walking. When the door closed behind us, I stopped. She followed. âMelanie is part of this conversation,â I said. âAnd it is already past midnight.â She nodded. Once. Then took off for the bedroom. A door opened, and Melanieâs voice drifted down the hallway. âFinally. What took you so long?â She came out of her room, glanced at me, then at Arria. âWhat happened?â Melanie asked, already moving toward her. Arria trembled once, and Melanie pulled her into a hug.âLetâs talk,â I said and went to the office. They followed. âWe are here,â Melanie stat
đ„ Aron POV Fenrir summoned me on short notice. Something had happened, and I had to know what. I had orders. Too many. Usually mutually exclusive. But one thing was always commonâArria had to stay alive for as long as possible. That was what everyone wanted. Only the purposes were different. So I did what I had to and came. The moment I entered the room, her scent hit me. It was not safe.Still that arrogant bastard had brought her here anyway. Irritation and anger filled me. âYou promised to protect her.â The growl slipped out before I could stop it. But I could not even look at her to check her condition. Vaerion could see her through my eyes later. I couldn't risk it. Not like I had when I sent her to Fenrir. Even though he was a monster in human disguise, as everyone who knew him could confirm, he was still nothing like the elf prince. But of course, he always pushed to prove me wrong. Even now. He had marked her. My wife. As if what he had done to me befor
đ Arria POV âNo,â Fenrir refused me, and at the same time, his hold on me tightened. As if I was going to pull away just because of that. I did not. âWhy?â He took his time before answering me, which made me think there was more than one reason. âVaerion planted that thing in your mind. If he can do it to you, he can do it to others too.â That could not be the real reason. But I played by his rules. âYou have to agree,â I said. âIf Aron were working for him, Vaerion would have known long ago that I was alive. That I am the heir. And where to find me.ââThat doesnât mean Iâll risk it, Arria.â Okay, there was a risk, but less than leaving me behind. And I wanted to be there. I had one more question nagging at the back of my mind, and I had to ask Aron in person. âWhere is the meeting?â I tried again. âThe place has no name.â âThen where is it?â âIn nothingness.â âReally?â I squinted. What kind of answers were those? âAnd how far is it?â âWhat is your point?â Fenri
đ Arria POV A shiver ran through Alaricâs body. I knew what was coming, so I took ten steps away and turned my back on him. A moment later, Fenrirâs voice came from behind me. âIâll wait for you in the water.â I turned around only to see his bare back facing me. He was already moving toward the shore, dressed only in swim trunks. For a moment, I just watched him. Broad shoulders. Strong build. Well-defined without being overly muscled. The memory of his bare skin under my hand made warmth spread through me. But I did not dwell on it. Instead, I pulled my clothes off and followed him in. When I reached the water, he was already doing laps. His movements were precise and controlled, like everything he did. Perfect in every sense. He stopped not far from me, his head rising from the water. âYou are not swimming,â he said, not even out of breath. âI changed my mind,â I told him. âI will just relax and watch you.â He studied me for a while. Then he dived and kept swim
đ Fenrir POVThe pile of documents waiting for my review was much smaller than the usual one after my absence.Arria had done well while I was in the palace.Still, there were too many left.Some because she was not confident inherskills.Others because she was unfamiliar with the problem at hand.







