37. Wicked World !

Chapter Thirty Seven

Maya’s POV

The corridor, once a refuge, was disrupted by the looming presence of Alpha Aaron, the host of the extravagant party. As he approached, a sense of authority radiated from him, his sharp gaze taking in the scene – a drenched me, wrapped in a borrowed tuxedo coat, and Declan, standing like a shield against the turmoil that had marred the evening.

Alpha Aaron's expression darkened, his alpha instincts sensing the tension in the air. A low growl escaped him, a visceral manifestation of the anger brewing beneath the surface. His eyes, usually warm and welcoming, now bore into the room with an intensity that sent shivers down our spines.

"What's going on here?" Alpha Aaron's voice, a thunderous command, sliced through the corridor, demanding an answer to the disturbance that dared to interrupt his meticulously planned party. The room, once filled with whispers, fell silent in the wake of his question.

Stella and Jacob, who had briefly bowed to the son of th