LOGIN**POV: Aria**
She should have run.
Every rational thought in Aria's mind was screaming at her to drop her gaze, to look away, to do what she had always done and disappear into the background before anyone noticed her existing. But she could not move. She could not breathe. She could not do anything except stand there while Caden Silvermoor stared at her from across the ceremony grounds like she was the only person the moon had bothered to light up tonight.
The bond hit her in waves.
Warm. Consuming. Terrifyingly real.
She pressed her hand flat against her chest because she was certain something inside her had physically shifted. Like a lock turning. Like a key she had never known existed sliding into place and opening something she could not close again.
"Aria." Mara's voice came from somewhere beside her, low and urgent. "Aria what is happening to you right now?"
She could not answer.
Across the crowd, Caden had not moved either. His grey eyes were fixed on her with an expression she had never seen on his face before. Not cold. Not bored. Not the distant authority he wore like a second skin every day at Crestmoon Academy. He looked almost confused, like a man who had walked into a room and found the walls had moved without his permission.
Then the crowd began to notice.
It started as a ripple. A murmur here. A turned head there. And then it spread like fire through dry grass, heads swiveling between Caden and Aria, mouths dropping open, eyes going wide with something caught between shock and disbelief.
Alpha Ryker Silvermoor stood at the front of the ceremony grounds, tall and commanding, his silver-streaked hair catching the moonlight. He was watching his son. His expression was unreadable but his eyes were sharp, moving between Caden and the brown-haired omega girl at the back of the crowd.
Aria felt her legs go weak.
She locked her knees and refused to fall. She would not fall. Not here. Not in front of all of them.
"Oh my moon," Mara whispered beside her. The words came out barely above a breath. "Aria. It is you. It is pointing to you."
"Stop," Aria said. Her voice came out smaller than she intended.
"I am not making this up. Look at him. He cannot look away from you. The bond is pulling him toward you right now."
Aria looked.
Caden had taken one step forward without seeming to realize it. Like his body was moving before his mind had agreed to anything. His jaw was tight, his hands loose at his sides, and those grey eyes had not left her face.
And then she heard it.
The sound that shattered everything.
It came from her left, a sharp intake of breath that turned into something uglier, something raw and broken and furious all at once. Selene Callum stood three feet away, her beautiful face completely still in the way faces went still before a storm broke. Her dark eyes were moving between Caden and Aria and the expression building behind them was something Aria had never seen before.
Not cruelty. Not amusement. Not the cool superiority Selene carried everywhere she went.
This was pain.
Genuine, burning, humiliating pain.
And it was curdling into something dangerous right before Aria's eyes.
Elder Moss, the pack's oldest wolf, raised his voice above the murmuring crowd. His weathered hands lifted and the ceremony grounds went quiet enough to hear the wind move through the trees. "The Moon Goddess has spoken." His voice was steady, certain, carrying the weight of someone who had watched decades of ceremonies and never once doubted the goddess. "The bond has been drawn. Caden Silvermoor, future Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, and Aria Voss of the Silvermoon Pack are fated mates."
The silence that followed was the loudest thing Aria had ever heard.
And then the crowd erupted.
Not in celebration. Not entirely. It was chaos, voices crashing over each other, some in shock, some in outrage, some simply in disbelief. Aria heard her name moving through the crowd like something foreign, like a word in a language nobody had expected to hear tonight.
Aria Voss.
The omega.
The nobody.
She felt every whisper like a needle.
Mara grabbed her hand and held it so tightly it almost hurt and Aria was grateful because without that grip she was not entirely sure she would still be standing.
Caden was still looking at her.
He had not reacted to the crowd, to the noise, to any of it. He stood exactly where he was and looked at her with that same unreadable expression and Aria had no idea what was happening behind those grey eyes. She did not know if he was angry. She did not know if he was disgusted. She did not know anything except that the bond between them was pulling at her chest like a tide and she could not make it stop.
She did not want to be anyone's mistake.
She especially did not want to be his.
A commotion broke out to her left.
Selene had stepped forward, away from the crowd, her chin lifted and her eyes blazing. Her assigned mate, a quiet pack member named Owen, stood a few feet behind her reaching toward her with uncertainty written all over his face.
Selene turned to him and the look she gave him could have frozen fire.
"I reject you," she said clearly. Loudly. Publicly. Her voice did not shake at all. "I reject this bond. I reject you completely."
The crowd went silent again.
Owen flinched like he had been struck.
Selene turned back toward Aria and the expression on her face was no longer pain. It had finished curdling. It had become something else entirely, something cold and deliberate and pointed directly at Aria like the tip of a blade.
She smiled.
It was the most frightening smile Aria had ever seen.
"Enjoy it while it lasts, omega," Selene said softly. Only Aria and Mara were close enough to hear it. "You have no idea what you just walked into."
Before Aria could respond, before she could breathe, a hand closed around her wrist.
Warm. Strong. Certain.
She turned and looked up and Caden Silvermoor was standing right in front of her, close enough that she could see the silver of his hair catching the moonlight, close enough that the bond between them roared to life so loudly she nearly gasped.
He looked down at her and said nothing.
But he did not let go.
**POV: Aria**She did not sleep.She lay in her small bed in her father's cottage and stared at the ceiling while the moon moved across the sky outside her window and the bond sat in her chest like a living thing, warm and restless and completely unbothered by the fact that she needed it to stop.Every time she closed her eyes she saw grey ones looking back at her.She pressed her pillow over her face and groaned into it.This was not supposed to happen to her. Girls like her did not get chosen by the Moon Goddess for something like this. Girls like her survived. They kept their heads down and their expectations low and they found quiet corners of the world where nobody could reach them. They did not get fated to the most powerful boy in the pack. They did not spend the night after the most shocking ceremony in Silvermoon Pack history lying awake feeling a bond pulling at their ribcage like it had somewhere it desperately needed to go.She heard her father moving in the kitchen before
**POV: Selene**She was not going to cry.Selene Callum had not cried since she was nine years old and she was not about to start tonight in front of the entire Silvermoon Pack because of some brown-haired omega who had no business breathing the same air as Caden Silvermoor.She stood at the edge of the ceremony grounds and watched Caden walk back toward his father and she kept her face completely smooth. Blank. Beautiful. She had practiced that face in the mirror for years and it had never failed her. It was not going to fail her now.But inside.Inside was a different story entirely.She had been so certain. That was the part that burned the most, the part that dug into her chest and twisted. She had spent three years positioning herself beside Caden. Three years of calculated smiles and perfectly timed touches and making herself indispensable to his world. She knew his schedule. She knew his habits. She knew the way he took his coffee and the specific silence he needed after a hard
**POV: Aria**His hand was still around her wrist.Aria stared down at his fingers wrapped around her skin and felt the bond surge between them like electricity finding its path. It was not painful. That was the thing nobody ever warned you about. They always described the mate bond like something gentle, something warm and golden and full of light. Nobody ever told you it would feel like being struck by lightning and surviving it. Nobody told you it would feel like your entire body had been waiting for something it did not know it was missing.She looked up at him.Caden was already looking at her.This close she could see things she had never noticed from a distance. The sharp line of his jaw. The way his silver hair fell slightly across his forehead. The grey of his eyes was not flat like she had always thought. Up close it had depth, layers, like storm clouds with something moving underneath them.He was looking at her like he was trying to solve a problem.She pulled her wrist ge
**POV: Aria**She should have run.Every rational thought in Aria's mind was screaming at her to drop her gaze, to look away, to do what she had always done and disappear into the background before anyone noticed her existing. But she could not move. She could not breathe. She could not do anything except stand there while Caden Silvermoor stared at her from across the ceremony grounds like she was the only person the moon had bothered to light up tonight.The bond hit her in waves.Warm. Consuming. Terrifyingly real.She pressed her hand flat against her chest because she was certain something inside her had physically shifted. Like a lock turning. Like a key she had never known existed sliding into place and opening something she could not close again."Aria." Mara's voice came from somewhere beside her, low and urgent. "Aria what is happening to you right now?"She could not answer.Across the crowd, Caden had not moved either. His grey eyes were fixed on her with an expression she
**POV: Aria**The moment Aria Voss walked through the gates of Crestmoon Academy, she made herself small.It was not something she thought about anymore. It was instinct, like breathing, like blinking. She pulled her brown hair over her shoulder, dropped her gaze to the ground and moved through the crowded courtyard the way water moved around stone. Quietly. Without disturbing anything. Without being seen.But she was always seen."Watch where you are going, omega."The shoulder that slammed into hers sent her books scattering across the concrete. Laughter erupted around her, sharp and careless, the kind of laughter that did not care who it cut. Aria dropped to her knees and gathered her things quickly, her fingers trembling just enough to be annoying. She hated that her hands still shook. Three years of this and her body still had not learned to stop reacting."She is literally on her knees." A voice floated above her, smooth and sweet like honey poured over glass. "How fitting."Ari







