Twenty two.

Alpha Elijah’s POV

The house is quiet all night, a part of me expected that dickhead Ryan to come, another part of me hoped that Aria would need me in the night. I checked on her several times, each time she was fast asleep, curled up on her side.

It was the early hours of the morning before I finally settled down. When I woke, the first thing I did was check on Aria.

I was surprised to find her bed empty and made. Her scent was strong so she hadn’t left the room long. Following her delicious scent, I wander through the hallways. Almost making her jump when I find her looking confused.

“Are you okay?”

Her dark hair was tied back and I couldn’t help but look at her neck, her collarbone peeking out from under the baggy tee. I could easily make her mine. Her words bring me back to reality, snapping me from my thoughts.

“Alpha Elijah, I was just trying to find my way.” She sounded slightly panicked, the pitch of her voice slightly higher.

“Yeah, it’s a big house. I promise I will gi