Aria Ethan plops onto his bed, arms crossed, watching me with that smug-ass grin. I glance around, taking in the room. The last time I was here, I was a mess…heartbroken and thinking the world was about to collapse. And then, that night... I met him. Lucas. Somehow, even Ethan’s suit is reminding
I’m walking fast, like I’ve got fire in my veins, when I smack right into Vanessa down the hallway. Perfect. Just what I need right now. "Watch where you're going!" she yells, clutching her head like I just ran over her with a car. I don’t even slow down. Don’t have time for her drama. She's proba
Aria I’m so fucking pissed. That bald asshole is still sitting there, staring at me like a damn fool. My blood is boiling as I snatch my nightgown from the chair and pull it on, practically vibrating with anger. Then, as if he hasn’t already overstayed his welcome, the idiot has the nerve to get u
Aria The ship’s deck is lit up like a damn Christmas wonderland, bright lights and colorful decorations everywhere. The full moon’s doing its thing, casting this warm glow over the place. It’s supposed to feel magical or whatever, but all I feel is annoyance. The crowd is buzzing, people all hyped
Lucas So here I am again…drunk as shit. But this time, it’s not just the whiskey doing cartwheels in my gut, it’s her. Freaking Aria. I smile like an idiot, feeling those damn butterflies again. Not the good kind. These are rabid, drunk butterflies that feel like they’ve been downing tequila shot
Mia This is so fucking stupid. I mean, I've been strutting around with this dumb glowing necklace all night, and guess what? Absolutely nothing has happened. Nada. Zilch. It’s like some big stupid joke. I'm just walking around like I'm in a Disney movie, hoping Prince Charming is gonna show up or
Mia “Mia... you're my mate,” Damon says, looking at me like I just sprouted a second head. His expression is this weird mix of confusion and desperation, but honestly? I couldn’t care less. I glance around the empty game room, relieved we’re alone. “Alright,” I say with a sigh. “Let’s just get th
Aria "Mia, what the fuck? Why didn’t you tell us this?" I ask, hands on my hips, giving her my best What is wrong with you? glare. I mean, seriously, we’ve shared everything…from crushes to that one time Lily ate five burritos in one sitting and ended up crying on the toilet for hours. But this? T
I let out a heavy sigh. “Shit… my mom must’ve been wrecked.” My mind flashes to that moment I saw her dancing. The guy she was dancing with… it had to be him. Erik. Her brother. “She was,” Marcel says quietly. “Erik adored her.” I nod slowly. “Yeah... I don’t doubt that.” My voice drops without m
Aria It's clear as day that Alpha Marcel did not see that question coming. The way he’s looking at me right now…it’s like I just slapped him with a frying pan. He looks guilty as fuck, but also kinda panicked, like he’s trying to figure out how the hell I even got that piece of info. “Uhmm... whe
Aria “Lucas, it’s not what you think,” I blurt out, already panicking. “I slipped and he caught me, that’s all.” But Lucas ain’t hearing it. His eyes are locked on Mark like he’s two seconds from launching at him, while Mark’s over there rolling his eyes like Lucas is just being dramatic. I walk
“Aria, you good?” Mark’s voice cuts through my little mental spiral and drags me back to reality. I blink a few times, trying to pull myself together before I look at him. “Yeah. I’m fine. Just got a little caught up in my feelings. Nothing dramatic.” Mark nods like he believes me, even though I’m
Aria We step outta the living room, and the cold hits me like a freaking slap to the face. This wind? Rude as hell. It goes straight through my jacket like it’s got beef with me personally. It’s still pitch dark outside, obviously, but there’s electricity glowing from this part of the mansion like
Lucas The second I hit the room, I just crash onto the bed like my body finally gave up. I yank the blanket over my face like that’s gonna block out the bullshit in my head. My skull feels like it’s about to explode, and my chest? Yeah, that shit’s not doing any better either. It’s like someone’s
But Lucas? Oh no. He’s not calming down one bit. “I can’t calm down, Aria. You need to say something right now. Tell this idiot you belong in Shadow Pang.” He’s practically barking it, and honestly, I’m about two seconds from losing it too. “Lucas,” I start, trying real hard to keep my voice soft a
Aria “Aria, I’m telling you, there’s nothing to be scared of. I mean, yeah, the Hollow sect are creepy as hell and all that, but Alpha Marcel’s got the resources. He’s got the people, the connections. You’re safe here,” Mark says the second we step into the living room, like he’s trying to sell me
Aria After I shower and get dressed, Lucas and I head downstairs for breakfast. Alpha Marcel’s not in the living room yet, and Mark... well, goddess knows where he is. Probably off being mysterious and annoying, as usual. We make our way to the dining room where the maid who called us is already