When Aria woke, it was to the feel of silk sheets beneath her skin and the heavy weight of a velvet blanket draped over her. For one disoriented moment, she thought she was back in Kieran’s bed, that she had only dreamed the betrayal, the pain, the capture, the mark.But then her eyes adjusted. The room was all wrong.It was massive, yes, just as opulent as the Alpha’s chambers, but where Kieran’s space carried warmth, rich wood, and hints of comfort, this was something else entirely. Gothic, cold, black carved furniture loomed like sentinels. Deep crimson drapes bled across the windows. The canopy above her head was wrought with iron and shadow. Even the air smelled different, thick, metallic, cloying.She exhaled shakily and pressed her face into the hoodie she was still wearing. Kieran’s hoodie. His scent clung faintly to the fabric, grounding her even as it did little to soothe the searing ache tearing through her chest at their separation. It was worse now, sharper, like her body
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