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Aria My eyes flutter open, and a wave of disorientation washes over me. Where am I? The room is unfamiliar, not my bedroom back home. I try to lift my head from the plush pillow, but my limbs feel weighed down, like they're made of lead. Fragments of memory creep in. My mother...she injected me with something. The liquid burned as it entered my veins. Then everything went black. I remember Callum's face hovering over me, a look of grim determination etched across his chiseled features. He must have brought me here, wherever "here" is. Fear spikes through my body as I finally notice the bindings around my wrists and ankles, securing me to the bed frame. I'm trapped. The sound of footsteps approaching pulls my attention to the shadowy corner of the room. Callum emerges, back-lit by the soft glow filtering through the bedroom curtains. Even in the dim light, I can make out the hard lines of his body, all sinewy muscle and predatory grace. Our eyes lock, and I try to keep my face impa
Aria The morning light filtering in through the curtains is what finally rouses me from a restless sleep. As wakefulness slowly returns, so does the memory of what transpired between Callum and me last night. Shame burns through me as I recall the way I surrendered to him so completely, gave in to desires I should have resisted with every fiber of my being. What is wrong with me? How could I let him manipulate me like that, use my body's traitorous responses against me? I grit my teeth, anger and disgust swirling hotly inside me. No more. I refuse to be weak, to let Callum gain the upper hand because he knows exactly how to play my body like a well-tuned instrument. I am the mistress of my own fate, not some puppet dancing to his twisted tune. Determination steeling my spine, I try again to tap into that wellspring of power I can normally feel thrumming just below my skin. But there's nothing, not even the barest tingle or spark. Whatever chemical cocktail my mother injected me with
Callum The stone walls of the empty corridor seem to press in on me as I make my way toward Aria's room. Each step feels heavier than the last, the weight of what I'm about to do bearing down on me. I know I have to be cruel, have to push her away and treat her coldly. It's the only way to keep up the ruse, the only way to make sure she stays safe. But Goddess, it's killing me. I pause outside her door, squeezing my eyes shut and taking a deep breath to steel myself. Be strong, Callum. This is for her, even if she'll hate you for it. With that last shred of resolve, I harden my expression to a mask of indifference and push open the door. Aria is sitting on the edge of the bed, her muscles visibly tensing as I enter. Those striking amber eyes narrow, lips curving down. "What do you want?" she snaps, hostility etched into every line of her body. I force back the urge to go to her, to wrap my arms around her and breathe in the woodsy vanilla scent unique to her. Instead I keep my t
Aria Gods, Callum is infuriating. His face hardens as that familiar stubborn glint flashes in his eyes - the same pigheaded determination that got us into this whole mess to begin with. I can practically see the wheels turning as he debates his next move against me. Part of him clearly wants to reassert his dominance, to double down on suppressing my abilities like some addiction he can't kick. The urge to subjugate me is probably humming through his alpha instincts, primal and mindless. But another part of him hesitates, flickering with unease at how thoroughly I overpowered him just moments ago. He knows I'm no longer that helpless prisoner bound and sedated at his mercy. My powers have returned in full, and whether he wants to admit it or not, that reality has shifted the balance of our forces irrevocably. A tense beat passes between us before he finally breaks the charged silence. "Explain how this is possible," he growls. "That serum should have kept your abilities neutralize
AriaAs I sit in the small, sterile room, waiting for the doctor to arrive, I start feeling a knot of anxiety in the pit of my stomach. I've been feeling sick lately – morning sickness, nausea, exhaustion – and I don't know what's causing it.The door opens, and the doctor enters, a kind smile on her face. "Aria," she says, "let's see what's going on with you."I nod, taking a deep breath as she begins to examine me, checking my vitals and asking questions about my symptoms. When she's done, she sits back, her expression thoughtful."Well, Aria," she says, her eyes meeting mine, "I have some news for you. You're pregnant."For a moment, I can't breathe, my mind reeling from the unexpected revelation. But then, as the shock fades, a feeling of pure joy washes over me. I'm going to be a mother… Callum’s a father. He’ll be over the moon."I'm... I'm pregnant?" I stammer, a smile spreading across my face. "Oh, my goodness, I can't believe it!"The doctor smiles back, her eyes warm. "Congr
AriaI collapse to my knees, the weight of Callum's betrayal too much to bear. The damp earth beneath me offers no comfort, no solace from the storm of emotions raging inside me. This was my mate, my love, my entire life, and he just shattered my heart into pieces. Tears stream down my cheeks, my vision blurred with the intensity of my pain.Callum stands there, watching me, his own eyes filled with sorrow. I can sense the regret radiating off him, but it does nothing to soothe the aching wound in my heart."Aria," he whispers, his voice thick with remorse. "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you but it’s just how things are."His words are like a dagger, twisting deeper into my already broken heart. I look up at him, my amber eyes searching for some semblance of the love I had thought we shared. But all I see is the truth I can no longer deny; he loves Tamara."I love her, Aria," he confesses, his voice barely audible. "I never meant for this to happen, but I can't deny what I feel
AriaI stumble, my body finally giving in to the unbearable strain. I collapse to the ground, my knees sinking into the damp earth as I clutch at my chest, desperately trying to catch my breath. The pain is relentless, a constant reminder of the bond that was ripped from me, the love and support that I had once relied on, are now gone.Tears well up in my eyes once more, but this time they're not just for the betrayal I've suffered. They're for the loss of my strength, the seemingly insurmountable challenge that lies ahead of me as I try to rebuild my life without Callum.As I lie there, my body wracked with pain and my heart aching with grief, I feel a flicker of fear. What if I'm not strong enough to face this new reality? What if the burden of this pain is too much for me to bear?But even as these thoughts threaten to consume me, I refuse to give in to despair. I've come too far and fought too hard to let this pain define me. With a trembling hand, I wipe away my tears, gritting m
CallumI find myself sitting in my study, trying to process everything that has happened. Tamara is at my side, her eyes glittering with excitement as she speaks. She's elated that Aria and I are no longer mates, that our bond has been severed.As she leans in to kiss me, I can't help but feel distant, my thoughts consumed by the pain in Aria's eyes when she uttered those devastating words: "I reject you as my mate." Those words keep replaying in my mind, haunting me, reminding me of what I've lost.Tamara's lips meet mine, but the kiss feels empty, devoid of the passion and love I once felt for her. I can't shake the feeling that everything has changed, that I'm trapped in a nightmare from which I can't escape.Pulling away from the kiss, Tamara furrows her brow, clearly upset by my lack of enthusiasm. "Callum," she says, her voice laced with irritation, "why aren't you happy? You're free now. Aria is out of the picture. You and I can finally be together like we always wanted."I gla