Aria’s POVThe morning sunlight felt harsh against my skin, but not harsher than the ache between my thighs. Damon had taken me last night, rough and demanding, the way he always does when he needs to remind himself that I’m still his. He’d called it make-up sex, as if that made it gentler. But deep down, I knew better, it was never about love. It was control.I told myself to stop thinking about it, but the soreness was a cruel reminder.Ever since I found out Alpha Damon Black was my mate, my life had been one endless storm. Three years of cold nights and distant eyes. Three years of silence that screamed louder than words.I still remember the first day I met him, at my gym house. The air had gone still the moment he walked in. His scent rolled through the room, thick and powerful. My wolf went wild instantly, whispering, Mate.He was the most striking man I’d ever seen, tall, broad shoulders, veins tracing down his muscled arms, his dark hair neatly shaved. He looked like power ca
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