تسجيل الدخولAria’s POV:Something about my life had become impossible to explain. I had stopped trying to put it into neat little boxes. There was Archer. Whatever was happening between us had deepened into something I was almost afraid to name. I’d told myself it was the hunger. That I needed him because my body needed his blood. But that explanation had started falling apart. I missed him even when I wasn’t hungry. I missed his voice. His scent. The way his arms felt around me afterward. The way his wolf seemed to settle whenever I was near.Then there was Jasper. Somehow, after everything we’d been through, I was falling for him again. Maybe I never really stopped. Our first date had changed something between us. Since then, he’d been patient. Thoughtful. He made me laugh. He listened when I talked. He never pushed me to forgive him before I was ready. That only made me want to forgive him more.Then there was Lucien. My safe place. The person I went to when the world became too much. The on
Aria’s POV: It’s been four days since I’ve stayed away from Archer. When he’d looked at me in that hallway and told me to go back to my room. He said he was trying to do the right thing. I’d felt that strange hunger settle beneath my skin all four agonizing days. It had only gotten worse as each day passed by. I’d tried everything. I’ve stuffed my mouth with food, trained constantly, and even used my magic until I almost passed out from exhaustion. The worst part was that I knew what would make it stop. I could still remember what it felt like when I’d fed from him. The strange calm that had followed. The way my body had finally stopped screaming for something I couldn’t name. But I wasn’t going back. Not after he’d told me to stay away. I didn’t want to bother him. I didn’t want to make him feel like he had to let me feed from him. I certainly didn’t want to become dependent on him. So I’d suffered through it.At least I had Jasper. Things between us had been…good. Really good. H
Aria’s POV: I woke up thinking about Archer again. That was the first problem. The second was that I could still feel him. Somehow my body remembered everything. His arms around me. The warmth of his chest against my back. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my ear. Most of all, the taste of him. I pressed my fingers against my lips. I shouldn’t be thinking about this. I had gone to his room. I had begged him to let me feed from him. Then I’d kissed him. And if that didn’t complicate things enough, I’d fallen asleep in his arms like that was the most natural thing in the world.It wasn’t. None of this was normal. I’d spent the last few weeks trying to understand what was happening to me, and every answer seemed to lead to another question. My magic was changing. My senses were changing. My body was changing. Now I was craving something I couldn’t even name.I sat up. “Stop thinking about him.”My stomach twisted. It didn’t listen. I tried to distract myself with breakfast. It
Lucien’s POV:I knew something was wrong the moment Aria walked into the dining hall. I smelled rain and pine before she even reached the table. I knew that scent. Archer. My eyes lifted.Aria was laughing with Crystal, completely unaware that I could smell him all over her.Not faintly. Not like she’d simply passed him in a hallway. His scent was tangled with hers.My jaw tightened. I wasn’t angry that she’d been with him. That wasn’t my concern. What bothered me was the fact that she was sitting across from me, smiling as though nothing had happened. She was keeping things from me. “Good morning, little one.”She looked at me. “Morning.”Her smile was warm. When I leaned closer, Archer’s scent became stronger. I watched her carefully. She wouldn’t meet my eyes for long. I chose to wait to say something to her. I caught up with Aria after class. She smiled when she saw me approaching. “Lucien.”“Little one.”I fell into step beside her. For a few moments, we walked in comfortable
Archer’s POV:I couldn't sleep. I'd been staring at the ceiling for nearly an hour, listening to the academy settle around me like a lie. Everything was too quiet. Too empty. Every few minutes, my hand found my neck.The marks were almost gone now.I hated that. My wolf had been restless all night, pacing beneath my skin, filling my blood with a hunger I couldn't name. A hunger that had nothing to do with food.“She's coming.” I frowned, my jaw tight."She isn't."“She will. She needs.”"You don't know that."My wolf went silent, but I felt his certainty coiling in my gut. I'd told myself I could leave it alone. That I could give Aria space. That whatever happened on the training field had been a mistake neither of us needed to repeat.I'd told myself all of those things. None of them were true. I missed her. Not just her presence. Her unique scent, that made my mouth water. Her voice, rough with need when she'd bitten me. The way she looked at me when she didn't know what to say, her
Aria’s POV:I woke up smiling. I didn’t remember the last time that had happened. I lay beneath the blankets staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out why I felt so light. Then I remembered how I felt yesterday. How Jasper put in all that effort just to make sure I had a good day. The whole set up was beautiful. As soon as he brought me to that field, i felt butterflies instantly. The way he’d looked at me when I’d kissed him was a whole other story. A blush rose to my cheeks just thinking of it. I covered my face with my hands.“Oh my God.”I had actually kissed Jasper again. Then I’d laughed at him because he’d looked completely stunned. A smile tugged at my lips again. Maybe I was being ridiculous. Maybe one date didn’t erase everything that had happened between us.It didn’t. I still remembered the classroom.I still remembered how betrayed I’d felt. Yesterday had shown me something I hadn’t expected. There was still a part of Jasper I wanted to know. He was thoughtful and pat







