Aria’s POV I froze, realizing I was sprawled across him, my palms pressed to his chest, his hand braced firmly around my waist. The heat of his touch burned through the thin fabric of my silk gold dress, sending a shiver down my spine.I sucked in a breath, panic lacing through me. “Get off me!”I pushed against him, trying to rise, but his arm tightened, pulling me back down against him. For a moment, the world went still. His gaze traced my face, lingering on my lips before meeting my eyes again.“You are too beautiful to be this stubborn,” he murmured, his voice low, dangerous, and yet soft enough to feel like a whisper only I could hear.He thinks that I’m being stubborn? Well, what do you expect from a woman the world crucified for being nice. “Let go of me,” I said, my voice came out sharp, even though my pulse betrayed me, racing against my will.His grip on my waist tightened slightly. “Do you know how many women in both packs would kill to be in your place? To be chosen
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