Arias pov In a flash Xander was front us pulling me away from Marcus “who gave you right to touch what’s mine” his tone was harsh, his eyes flashed golden, which cold only mean one thing his wolf is at the surface. One wrong move something terrible is going to happen. “He didnt do anything wrong, I” I try to tell Xander but he cuts me off. “I was talking him” “Yours?” Marcus raised a brow. “I may be missing something but, aria isnt some toy you own” Marcus states. I love how he’s trying to stand up for me, and Xander is so wrong for what he said but I just can’t find it in myself to mad at him. I don’t know if it’s the pregnancy hormones but I kind of like that he’s calling me his. “Marcus” I warn when Xander’s eyes flashed golden again. I turn to Marcus who’s trying his best to look furious but I can see how hard he’s trying to stop his lips from twitching something tells me he’s trying to get under Xander’s skin and If he keeps up with his words Xander’s wolf may take over a
Aria's POV"What the heck, Xander?" I exclaimed the moment we walked through the front door to his house."Why did you do that? Marcus is my friend, and I expected better from you, Xander." I’m so disappointed in him I thought at least tolerate Marcus because he’s my friend and also our guest. "We'll talk about this later; you need to get some rest," he said, clasping my hand and pulling me towards the stairs, but I don't follow."Rest? You think I can rest after that? After you almost killed my best friend," I hissed, my blood boiling with each word. He didn’t have to do that, he could’ve used his words Marcus isn’t dead he’d listen. I didn’t want to tell him off in the diner because fighting with my mate in a diner where anyone could walk in didn’t seem right. He doesn't respond to me and continues pulling me towards the stairs."Xander," I call out, following after him."Xander, don't freaking ignore me!"“Why?” “Because you can’t” i stutter. "Xander!" I call his name, my brea
Xander’s POV“It’s very dangerous, Xander,” Caine says; his usual irritating grin is nowhere to be found.“I know,” I state, fighting the urge to take down the bun on my head and run my fingers through my hair.“So, we shouldn’t bring him here; we should kill him on the spot.”“Don’t worry about that; I have everything under control, man. Plus, we’re not bringing him into the pack's close people.”“Look, Xander, I know you’re smart and strong, but this guy could be really dangerous. What if things don’t go as planned?” Caine was never caring—at least that’s what I thought. So, him showing some care about my safety is a little funny, and I couldn’t help but smile.“What the heck is funny, Xander? I’m trying to be logical here. We’re going to do this as anonymously as possible. But if we bring him with us, his people will come find him. It’s not because I’m scared or anything, but you have a mate now, Xander; you need to think about their safety.”“I do every single day. I know what I’m
BANG BANG BANGThe deafening sound of pounding on the door echoed through the dimly lit room, shattering the silence of the night. My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of the harsh knocks. Fear chewed at me, threatening to consume me in its suffocating grip."Open this fucking door before I smash it into pieces! I know you're in there; I can sense your fear, little one, so open up!" The voice outside was loud and cold, sending shivers down my spine. I curled in the corner, clutching the worn-out teddy bear to my chest, trying to hide from the terror on the other side."No! Go away," I managed to whisper, my voice shaking with fear. Tears streamed down my cheeks like a waterfall , mingling with the sweat on my brow."I'm going to count to three, if you don't open up, I am going to break it open," the voice threatened, the agitation in its tone growing obvious."ONE..... TWO..." My breath jerked , and the room began to suffocate me, like the walls were closing in on me. I co
I trudged through the forest towards my secret garden, trying to clear my mind of the thoughts that plagued me. I desperately needed the comfort the garden provided.As I approached the familiar clearing, my mind couldn't help but drift to one individual who seemed to occupy every corner of my thoughts– the strange Jackson from the stairs. He seemed familiar but he looked nothing like anyone from this pack, he must be a guest maybe a friend of the alpha’s son. Just as I settled on the grass, trying to find some peace of mind, my mind drifted to Jackson once again. His warm smile, his gentle touch—it all reminded me of the little moment while ago. For some reason I can’t get him out of my mind which is weird if you ask me. A rustling nearby brought me back to reality, and Marcus appeared, with a knowing grin plastered on his face. "So, this is where you come to escape the world, huh?" he teased, plopping down beside me.I rolled my eyes. "Is it that obvious?"He chuckled. "Just a l
I slipped into a black dress that flowed gracefully around my form. As I fastened the intricate silver necklace my mother had given me before she passed away, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. She had been taken from me, and now it was my duty to seek justice for her, no matter the cost. My eyes fell on the old leather jacket hanging on the back of my bedroom door, a cherished memento of my father. It still carried his scent, a faint reminder of the warmth and protection he had always provided. Tonight, I needed that strength, that connection to him, as I delved into the unknown. The jacket, though slightly oversized, wrapped around me like a shield, and it I knew my father's spirit would be with me as I navigated the shadows of the past.Making my way downstairs, I found Marcus waiting for me at the entrance. He wore a crisp shirt and dark pants, his expression serious. Together, we stepped outside and joined the pack as they made their way to the bonfire site.The bonfire was a m
As the morning sun rose, casting a warm glow over my room, I awoke with an unsettling feeling that clung to me like a haunting presence. The events of the past played like a relentless loop in my mind, and the weight of grief and anger settled heavily upon my heart.Finishing my daily chores, I sought solace in the familiar routine of training. The rustling leaves and the gentle whispers of the wind should have brought me comfort, but today, they only heightened my unease. It was as if the forest itself sensed the wind turmoil within me.However, as I arrived at the training site, my heart sank at the sight of Simon.He was assigned as one of the instructors, and my instincts warned me to keep my guard up. The shewolf trainees looked uncomfortable, and I noticed his unsettling behavior, the way he found excuses to touch them while demonstrating archery techniques.Frustration and disgust filled me as I couldn't bear to watch him any longer. Deciding that I had seen enough of this ugly
Aria’s POV The walk back to the omega’s cottage was surprisingly short. I took a deep breath as the door to the cottage came into view.Twisting the knob, surprisingly the door wasn’t locked. I pushed the door open, and its creaking sound pierced the silence. The dim candlelit room showed the omega seated in an old rocking chair, her eyes closed while her back was leaned into an old wooden rocking chair. As the smell of apricot and cinnamon invaded my senses. Something about it reminded me of my home before the pack-house.“I thought we were done talking?” she said.She must have thought I was Simon so I didn’t reply to her. Her eyes snapped open after a few seconds later.“Aria? Is that you?” she said, squinting her eyes as if she couldn’t see me. I froze for a second, and her recognition caught me by surprise. The last time she saw me was when I was a pup. The scent suppressant hadn’t worn off yet, and I didn’t think she would be able to recognize my scent even if it hadn't.“You m