INICIAR SESIÓNAron’s POV I was in my home office, enjoying some home made cookies Hannah must have baked and getting some work done when Silas call came in.His voice was smug. "I heard something about you having a curse and that your getting better, my dear friend." I said nothing. How exactly did he get that information in the first place, He had somehow found out about my curse and now he knew I was getting better. "Word travels," Silas continued pleasantly. "People talk. Apparently something about your last blood moon. Or someone." A pause. "Anyways, I heard you have a special girl now,” he said. “I would like to meet her. She seems useful.”My hand tightened on the phone. My wolf, which had been quiet, genuinely, mercifully quiet for weeks now, the longest stretch of quiet I had known since Celeste's curse took hold, began to stir.“This omega of yours” Silas said. "I think she and I would get along very we
Hannah’s POV I woke up feeling restless today and I decided to bake some cookies. Just simple ones with chocolate chips. And deep down I would love to do something nice for Aron, probably a bribe for how yesterday went. At least now I can now leave the apartment. I would like to share some with Elijah, the sweet pup I met a few weeks back. He was kind to me when no one else was. I’m also going to give some to Lena well, as she’s my only real friend here duh.I went into the kitchen and started working, it took a while and before noon, the smell of cookies filled the entire apartment. It reminded me of good days when Mara would bake for the whole compound and we would have to leftover cookies to eat for days. When the cookies were ready, I packed some in a jar for Aron, he could probably pair that with his coffee, I packed some in a small bag for Elijah and some for Lena. I feel good doing something normal.I have also d
Aron’s POV I woke to the soft glow of dawn creeping through my room windows, my body heavy with a bone-deep satisfaction that still hummed under my skin. Last night replayed in my mind like a fever dream, Hannah’s warmth pressed against me, her breath quickening as my hands traced her curves, the way her scent had flooded my senses until I thought I’d drown in it. For one terrifying moment, I’d teetered right on the edge of losing control completely, my wolf stirring with a hunger that felt both ancient and terrifyingly new.And through it all, my wolf had stayed silent.That silence gnawed at me now as I swung my legs out of bed and ran a hand over my face. The curse that had tormented me for years, but now everything has gone strangely calm lately. My body felt more like my own again. Shifts came easier, the pain is beginning to dulled into a memory. But my wolf, that constant presence in the back of m
Hannah’s POV I walked back into the apartment. My body was still buzzing from the fight with Cassie. As soon as the elevator closed behind me, l felt the heat in the room. Aron stood by the living room window, phone in hand, his silver eyes burned with anger when he saw me. I know I messed up but at the same I can’t stay locked up in here forever. "My office now!” he said Oh please I don’t have a tiny bit of remorse inside of me and right now I’m contemplating if I should just walk off to my room or really follow him to his office, but I know Aron won't let this slide, so let’s just sort it once and for all. I head straight to his office. "You left the house." He said in a surprisingly calm voice even though his body language depicts pure fury."I did." I said"But I told you to stay here.""Well I didn’t run away. I only wanted to go out for fresh air and see my friend." I said to him as a ma
Aron’s POV I could not stop thinking about last night. Hannah in the gym. The dummy arm hitting her ribs and the way she made no sound even though it hurt. I felt something new when I was close to her. There’s a bond forming between us, with the way my body responded to her, the way my heart beat faster and my skin felt hot. My wolf pushed me to get closer. It wanted to sniff her neck and pull her against me. I had to fight hard to control myself. I only treated her injury and listened as she spoke about her scar.When she told me about the scar on her collarbone, my heart hurt for her. The war. Her dead family. The years of pain my own pack further caused her, I really felt bad. All I wanted to do was pull her close and shield her from the evils of the world, even though she needs more protection from me myself. She had suffered so much, had a really tough childhood and despite that she still carries hers
Hannah’s POV It was late evening. The house was too quiet. I could not sleep. The big rooms and soft beds felt strange after years of noise from the lower floors. I missed the sounds of people moving, doors closing, and voices in the distance. The silence made my mind race.I got up and walked around the house. A few days ago I found the gym while exploring. It was well equipped with machines and enough tools. I head straight there.I started with the sparring dummy. It was a tall machine with arms that was designed to move. I hit it again and again. My fists hurt but it felt good. I was breathing hard. Sweat ran down my back. For a moment I felt alive as the adrenaline pumped through meThen something snapped.One arm of the dummy swung fast and it hit me across the ribs. The pain was sharp. It knocked the air out of me and I fell to the mat but made no sound. I just held my side and breathed







