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. "What… do you mean? I was exercising," I say, trying to keep my voice steady, but my heart is slamming against my ribs. Lucas huffs out a laugh, low and dark. "Exercising? Dressed like this?" His gaze drops right to my tits, lingering on the way my sports bra barely contains them. His eyes f
Aria I expect him to move right away, to just take what he wants. But the bastard stands there, probably watching my pussy drip for him, soaking wet and desperate. Every second of waiting makes my pussy throb harder, clenching around nothing. Finally, he steps forward, pressing up behind me. His
Aria "You look so beautiful, just waiting here... ass out, pussy dripping wet for me." Lucas’s voice comes from behind me, dark and thick with need. I fucking whimper. I’m losing it. My body is a live wire, sparking with need. I need him now, need him inside me, and the fact that he’s just st
Aria My whole body is on fire. My bones? Fucking stiff. But at least I’m satisfied. Finally, I’m not gonna be a horny mess anymore. Lucas and I just finished destroying the private locker room’s shower. And yeah, we actually showered after. He got dressed first, then went out to grab my clothes f
I smirk. "Really?" His lips twitch. "Yes, baby." Then his face turns serious. "I’ve decided to go see him, though. This weekend." I blink. Then stare. Then blink again. "Wait, for real?" "For real." My heart swells. "Really?" Lucas nods, his thumb brushing against my wrist. "Yeah." "That’s gr
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’