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Savage Heat.

LUCAI shifted on the floor, the movement eliciting a plastic-sounding crinkle that grated on my nerves. This bedding was an insult to the senses."Gosh, this stuff is disgusting," I muttered, rubbing the edge of the blanket between my thumb and forefinger. It felt like recycled water bottles and chemical runoff. "It smells like a warehouse in the middle of an industrial park. How can you breathe in here?"Aria didn't even open her eyes. She just pulled the scratchy fabric higher. "It’s called a supermarket, Luca. Not everyone has silk woven by mountain nymphs. If the ‘crude’ environment is too much for your royal palate, the door is right there. The mansion is five hours south. Shoo."I narrowed my eyes at the back of her head. "I'm not leaving you in a shack with a man who thinks polyester is a lifestyle choice."I looked around the room. The air was frigid, the wood was rotting, and the shadows were deep. It was a far cry from the marble and heated floors of our home.Every time a

Echoes Through The Walls.

LUCAThe air in this rotting shack was thin, but the jealousy in my lungs was thick enough to choke on.I had her pinned beneath me on the cheap, crinkling pallet, and all I could think about was the wolf on the other side of that cramped room.Nobregas was there in the corner, probably straining his ears, playing the noble protector in his head."Stop it, Luca," Aria hissed, her hands flat against my chest. Her skin was finally warm, glowing from the friction of my body against hers. "He’s right there. Have some damn respect.""Respect?" I let out a low, jagged laugh. I shifted my weight, deliberately letting the floorboards groan under us. "This is my house now, Aria. Because you’re in it. Everything you touch belongs to me. If he doesn’t like the noice, he can go stand in the rain."I leaned down, my mouth trailing a hot path from her jaw to the sensitive dip of her collarbone. I didn't hold back. I wanted the sounds of her gasps to cut through the silence of the hallway. I wanted

Bloody Threats

ARIAThe silence that followed the storm was worse than the noise.Luca was still draped over me, his weight heavy and warm, but the air felt thin. The adrenaline that had fueled my defiance was gone, replaced by a cold, hollow realization of what had just happened.He’d used me. He’d used my body and my voice to humiliate a friend, to mark a territory that didn't need marking.I felt a sob hitch in my throat—not a quiet one. It was a jagged, ugly sound."Get off," I whispered, my voice thick.Luca pulled back slightly, his eyes still shimmering with that dark, post-intimacy satisfaction. "Aria—"I didn't let him finish. I swung.The sound of my palm hitting his cheek echoed through the silent house, sharp enough to make the dust motes fly off.My hand stung, the vibration traveling all the way to my elbow.Luca’s head snapped to the side. He didn't growl. He didn't even look angry. He slowly turned his face back to me, a small, dark smirk playing on his lips.He reached up, thumbing

Breakfast Battlefield

ARIAThe tension in the kitchen was thick enough to choke a wolf.I stood by the sink, trying to scrub the feeling of "shame" off my face with freezing well water, when Luca strolled in like he owned the molecules in the air.He didn't look like a man who had slept on a floor or gotten slapped. He looked like a predator who’d just finished a very satisfying hunt.I reached for my toothbrush—a cheap, plastic thing Brandon had bought yesterday—only to find Luca already had it in his mouth."What are you doing?" I snapped, my voice cracking. "That’s mine!"He didn't stop. He leaned against the counter, casually brushing away, his eyes locked onto mine with a maddening, playful glint.He rinsed, spat, and then flashed me a grin that was way too bright for six in the morning."Tastes like mint and... rebellion," he teased, his voice low and raspy. He stepped closer, invading my personal space until I could smell the toothpaste and the lingering scent of him. "Relax, Aria. We’ve shared much

Breaking Point

ARIAThe morning air in Oakhaven was crisp, but it felt like breathing shards of glass.After the "spicy noodle incident," the kitchen had become a cold storage of unspoken threats.Luca sat there, his lips still a faint, punished red, nursing a glass of water like it was a lifeline.I was busy stuffing my few belongings into my bag, desperate to get out before the walls of my childhood home finally collapsed under the weight of these two men."I'm heading out," Brandon said, breaking the heavy silence.He stood by the back door, the early sun catching the gold in his eyes. He looked at me, as if for a second, the Alpha in the room didn't exist. "Aria, take care of yourself. Seriously. If things get... heavy, you know where I am. You aren’t alone in this, no matter what some people want you to think."I felt a lump in my throat. "Thanks, Brandon. For everything. For the ride, the noodles... the talk.""Anytime," he whispered."Touching," Luca’s voice drawled from the table, dripping w

Love Sparkles

ARIAThe divorce word was still ringing in the air, vibrating through my bones like a struck tuning fork.I expected Luca to roar, to shift, to tear the porch off the house. Instead, he’d just turned into a block of sentient ice.I ignored him, my hands shaking as I gathered the blankets Brandon had bought me. They were cheap, synthetic, and smelled like a discount warehouse, but they’d kept me alive during the storm.I couldn't take them back to the mansion—Luca would probably have them exorcised—but I wasn't going to let them rot here."What are you doing with those?" Luca’s voice drifted from the doorway. He was leaning there, arms crossed, looking like he’d just stepped off a yacht instead of out of a psychological war zone."Giving them to Martha next door," I muttered, not looking at him. "She’s ninety, her heater is a joke, and she’s the only person in this town who didn't look at me like a ghost yesterday."I marched across the damp grass to the small cottage bordering our pro

Service Station Blues.

ARIAThe interior of the SUV felt like a vacuum. No sound, no air, just the crushing pressure of Luca’s presence in the driver’s seat.I didn't want to look at him. I didn't even want to breathe the same recycled oxygen.I leaned my head against the window, watching the jagged mountain pines blur into a messy green streak.My reflection in the glass looked like a stranger with pale face, messy hair, and eyes that looked like they’d seen a ghost. Which, I guess, they had."Aria."His voice was a low rumble, testing the waters. I didn't move. I squeezed my eyes shut, pretending the vibration of the tires on the asphalt was the only thing I could feel."I know you’re not asleep," he muttered. I heard his fingers drum against the leather-wrapped steering wheel. Thump. Thump. Thump. Like a ticking clock. "Your heart rate is too fast. You’re wound up like a spring."I stayed silent, like a statue.If I didn't speak, I couldn't lose. If I didn't look at him, he couldn't see how much my hands

Gastritis And Grudges

ARIAThe five-hour drive back to the city was a masterclass in mental warfare.Luca didn't say a single word after the service station blow-up. He just stared at the asphalt, gripping the steering wheel firmly, his jaw so tight I thought it might actually crack.He hadn't eaten. Not a single bite of the "sawdust" or even a clean piece of fruit. He was doing that Alpha thing—martyring himself because the world wasn't meeting his standards.By the time we pulled into the mansion’s sweeping driveway, the sun was dipping behind the jagged skyline of the city.Luca parked the SUV with a violent jerk. He didn't jump out to open my door like he usually did. He stayed slumped in the seat for a second, his face a shade of gray that made my stomach do a nervous little flip."We're here," he muttered, his voice strained.I didn't answer. I grabbed my bag, stepped out into the cool evening air, and marched toward the front doors.I heard him get out behind me. His presence was a staggering weight

Silver Tongues

ARIAI didn't even make it to the front door.I was halfway across the foyer, clutching the car keys in my palm, when the clicking of high heels on marble stopped me cold.It wasn't the brisk, busy pace of a maid or the soft tread of Aunt Camilla. It was a rhythmic, predatory tap that echoed with pure, old-money authority."Leaving so soon? And here I thought you’d finally slunk back home to fulfill your duties."I closed my eyes for a split second, bracing myself.Helena Stormbourne. My mother-in-law. The woman who treated the Storm Ridge Pack legacy like a sacred manuscript and me like a typo in the margins.I turned around, putting on my best ‘corporate armor’ face.Helena stood by the grand staircase, draped in silk that probably cost more than my entire old house.Her silver hair was pinned back so tight it looked painful, and her eyes were two cold chips of flint."Helena," I said, my voice level. "I have an urgent meeting. If you’re here to see the twins, they’re in the nursery

Echoes Of The Exit.

LUCAThe foyer felt like a pressure cooker."I'm leaving," Aria said, her voice surprisingly steady. She didn't look at me. I couldn't afford to show the pained, possessive mess in my eyes. "I have work. Wynne is waiting, and unlike some people in this room, I actually keep my word.""See!" Helena shrieked as Aria pushed past her toward the heavy front doors. "She doesn't care! She’s choosing a 'friend' over her Alpha!"Aria slammed the door behind me, leaving the suffocating air of silence behind her.My mother was still standing there, her chest heaving under her silk wrap, her eyes darting between the exit and me, the bruised-looking man, leaning against the study door."I don't understand you, Luca!" Helena’s voice rose, vibrating with a pitch that made the crystals in the chandelier hum. "She just insulted me. She insulted our legacy! She treats this house like a hotel and you like a doormat, and you... you protect her? Why? After what happened in the mountains? After she dragged

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