Aria’s POV The hallway felt too small. Or maybe I felt too… seen. I practically ran down the stairs, pretending my heart wasn’t still sprinting from Kaelen saying: “I don’t forget anything when it comes to you.” Who even says that at 7 a.m.? I walked into the kitchen, breathing out slowly, trying to get myself together. Lila and Lena were already there, arguing about pancakes like it was life or death. “Tell her, Aria,” Lila said the second I appeared. “Tell this woman that chocolate chips belong inside the pancakes, not on top.” Lena gasped dramatically. “Inside? INSIDE? What are we, animals?” I forced a smile. “Please don’t involve me in this war.” Lila squinted at me. “You’re acting weird.” “I’m always weird,” I said quickly. “True,” she nodded. “But today it’s a different weird.” Before I could answer— I felt him. The air behind me shifted. My wolf straightened. My skin heated instantly. Kaelen entered the kitchen. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. I choked on air. L
Last Updated : 2025-11-20
