We step into the room just as the doctor is heading out. “Remember, don’t let him get agitated,” he tells Lucas before slipping past us. My eyes land on Marcus. He’s barely managing to sit upright, but his breathing is fast. “Aria… you’re here. Please, come,” he waves weakly. I glance at Luc
The moment we step into Lucas’ room, he slams the door shut so hard I swear the damn walls shake. His gray eyes are locked onto me, his jaw tight, his whole body practically vibrating with anger. “What the fuck was that, Aria? How could you make a decision like that without me? How could you?” I
Yeah, I know this isn’t gonna end well. “So, uh… I only brought a few clothes,” I admit, fiddling with the hem of my shirt. “We’ll drop by the apartment when we go to campus and grab some stuff.” He turns, smirking. “Or… you could just wear my clothes.” He winks, then disappears into his walk-in
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I shove at Mark’s chest, but the asshole doesn’t budge. He just smirks. “Aren’t you here because you’re looking for me?” I scoff. “No. I’m looking for Lucas, not you.” Mark chuckles. “Alright, alright. If that’s how you wanna play it, then fine. You can go.”
Mark exhales sharply. "Aria, he didn’t abandon you. He… did it to save you." I fold my arms. "Save me from what, Mark? Spill it already." "I can’t!" He looks frustrated as hell now, glancing around like someone’s listening in. "It’s too dangerous. The walls have ears." Oh, for fuck’s sake. I
Lucas I’m waiting, Aria. What the fuck was that all about? My patience is hanging by a thread. "Lucas, calm down, please." "Stop telling me to calm down and just fucking talk, okay?" My voice comes out sharper than I intended, but I don’t care. She sighs, rubbing her temples like I’m the one ma
John exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. "Lucas, you were just a kid. Where the hell would you have gone?" "I don’t know," I mutter. "Maybe I should’ve followed Sarita. Anything would’ve been better than this." "Lucas, listen to me." John shifts so he’s facing me fully. "You’re the real Alpha o
Aria Last night was not my finest moment. I was all in my feelings, and now, I feel guilty as fuck. First, I ate dinner without Lucas, then I went to bed without waiting for him. And the worst part? When he called my name, I wanted to answer…I really did…but I just froze. I didn’t know what to say
“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