Mia Where the fuck is Damon? It’s already late, and he’s still not back. Both him and his dad. I mean, weren’t they just supposed to grab Christmas decorations? What the hell is taking them so fucking long? I just got out of the shower, and now I’m lying on the bed, bored out of my damn mind. I
Curiosity gets the best of me. “Where’s Aaron?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. Max scratches the back of his head. “Uh… he went out to grab something.” I roll my eyes. “Thank goddess. At least I won’t be running into him.” We keep walking, but then I notice something weird. Instead of heading towar
Mia Damon didn’t say a single word—no warnings, no dramatic threats. He just moved like a goddamn bullet and decked Aaron right in the face. Full-force, no hesitation. Aaron stumbled back, clutching his jaw, and I swear I heard his teeth rattle. “You fucking bastard,” Damon snarled, rolling his sh
Damon exhales sharply, his jaw clenching. “Yeah… it’s why I don’t like my cousins.” He reaches for my hands, squeezing them gently. “I’m so sorry, Mia. I didn’t want this to happen.” I shrug, trying to act unbothered, even though my blood is still boiling. “It’s fine. I mean, I probably should’ve t
**Current Time** Aria The holidays are over, and honestly? Fuck this. I don’t wanna think about going back to class, dealing with professors and their surprise-ass emergency tests. Like, why? Why do they do this? Can’t we ease back into it like normal human beings? Ugh. "Are you done?" Lucas s
I can’t fucking believe this. Did he seriously just accuse me of putting everyone else before our relationship? Like, is he for real? I stomp to my car, get in, and speed off. We were supposed to go together, but screw that. He can figure it out himself. Maybe take an Uber. Or walk. I don’t give a
Aria I can’t fucking believe this. This bastard actually has the audacity to show up in front of me—after everything. I stare at him, my rage boiling under my skin. He looks like shit, to be honest. Like life’s been kicking his ass in all the right ways. His face is sunken, his eyes dull, and he’
Lucas I can't fucking believe Aria didn’t come to school today. I went to her department like three times to check on her ass, but she still didn’t show up. And when I asked Mia and Lily, they just shrugged and told me to call her myself. Real fucking helpful. So yeah, she’s mad at me. And I get i
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
I turn to the side, my back pressed against his chest, and his arm slides around my waist like it belongs there. His body’s warm, grounding, and his scent…gosh it's so soothing. “Goodnight, baby,” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder. “Goodnight, baby,” I murmur back, letting my hand s
Aria “Oh yeah… they’re not here right now,” Alpha Marcel says, scratching his head like he’s trying to dig out the answer. “They went outta the country to visit a relative of my wife.” I nod, but honestly, it sounds like total bullshit. Like, really? In the middle of all this chaos? The pack’s cu
“Let me guess. He said, ‘Screw this fire crap’?” “Pretty much. Said it was barbaric and refused to keep sacrificing his people. And the moment he stopped? Curse hit us like a wrecking ball. No sunlight, no crops, no peace. Just rot and death. Now there’s some weird-ass illness spreading…werewolves
Aria Lola takes a deep breath, glancing over my shoulder like someone might be eavesdropping, then locks eyes with me. “Your mother... she was a beautiful and brave woman,” she says, and for a second, she looks like she’s about to cry or punch someone. “I used to wait on her.” Wait, what? “You did
Alpha Marcel groans like I just smacked him with nothing but facts duh. "You’re right," he mutters, rubbing his forehead. "I’m just, you know... skeptical. I’m scared because he grew up with his father, and I worry he’ll be like him." I shake my head and look straight at Lucas, feeling my heart do
Aria The woman. It’s definitely her. Same long black hair, same damn round face, same sad ass eyes. What the hell is she doing here? I swear something feels weird and off as fuck. "Aria, are you alright?" Alpha Marcel’s voice yanks me back to reality. He’s looking between me and the lady like he’