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
Aria This was not my fucking plan. I’m not supposed to be lying here, naked and wrapped up in the sheets like some lovesick idiot. No. I was supposed to rip him a new one, and maybe, just maybe—let him grovel for a few hours before even considering forgiving his stubborn ass. But the second he wal
Aria I giggle, but my expression sobers. I’ve been stalling for over an hour now. I need to tell him about Ethan. “What else do you wanna say?” he groans, running a hand down his face. “I know I was a fucking jerk, I take responsibility, now can we just—” His eyes lock onto mine, full of frustrat
Aria So, the morning was going fine. Totally normal. Birds were probably chirping somewhere, the sun was shining, and Lucas? Lucas just stepped out of the closet looking like a whole goddamn meal. The problem? He wasn’t looking at me. Which is unacceptable. Normally, after I get dressed, he’d sh
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Aria I have no idea what he just asked—I wasn’t paying attention. How the fuck am I supposed to answer? I mean, I was expecting an Economics lecture, not a math class. Did I mix up the damn timetable or something? Before I can make a bigger fool of myself, Lucas’ voice cuts through the silence.
Aria I cannot fucking believe I agreed to this. This is insane. Mia is fucking insane. "Don't give me that look, Aria. You have no choice but to do this. And besides, this is the only way to make Lucas break first," Mia sighs, raking her eyes over my outfit like she’s inspecting fine art. A tigh
Aria "Let’s do some yoga," Mia suggests, winking at us like she just cracked the ultimate code. "I mean, everyone’s here to work out or something. Look at that." She motions toward a group of girls attempting yoga…and by attempting, I mean failing miserably. Seriously, one of them looks like she’
“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
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