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
Lucas I cannot believe what the fuck I’m looking at. The same dumbass who bumped into Aria earlier is now standing in front of her, holding out a flower like he’s in some fucking dating show. My wolf is already losing his shit, growling in my head, begging me to rip this bastard apart. And hone
She glares at me. "Lucas…" I grip her chin, tilting her face up. "I mean it, Aria." "You have nothing to worry about. I don’t give a shit about Mark." Mark? That’s his name? I shake my head, scowling. "I don’t even wanna hear you say his name." Aria rolls her eyes. "See you later." She presses
Aria Butterflies swim in my stomach as I pull a glistening silver gown from the bag. My mouth fucking drops open. "Holy shit." I run my fingers over the fabric, eyes wide. "This is so fucking beautiful." Lucas smirks, arms crossed, clearly pleased with himself. "Glad you love it, baby. Look i
Aria Lucas doesn’t even acknowledge the man…just walks straight ahead, leading me to a table. He pulls out a chair for me. "Sit, baby." My heart flutters. He’s being such a fucking gentleman, and it’s wrecking me. "Thank you, baby." I sit, and he takes his seat across from me, picking up the
Aria We take the stairs, and Lucas stops in front of a door, punching in a code quickly. The lock beeps, the door swings open, and then he turns to me with that cocky-ass smirk. "After you, baby." He gestures inside. I inhale deeply, trying to keep my legs from giving out beneath me. I need him,
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’