Semua Bab Not my spec: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Aiden’s pov Bringing her to my rage room, my sanctuary, to help her burn off some steam had been my idea. I just wanted to help release all the anger and tension piled up in her chest from everything she had been through. Even though I tried to keep my distance, I couldn't stay away from her. It wasn't just about the bet waiting in the background, it was her mood that pulled me in. Seeing her looking sad, stressed, and beaten down took a heavy toll on me, no matter how hard I fought against it. I was so unlucky that I kept going right back to her. Now that I had brought her here, what was supposed to be a simple session to tame her rage was taking an unexpected turn. Lila turned toward me, and in that split second, my entire focus shifted to how dangerously close she was standing next to me. We were both silent as I tried to regain my composure. I looked at her face, but her eyes didn't meet mine, they were fixed on something else. Following her gaze, I traced it to find it linger

Aiden’s pov Everything had gone well back there. At the very least, I left knowing I had put a smile on her face. I liked to think we were on good terms again. Still, I couldn't help but ask myself why I was always so swept off my feet whenever I was around her. It wasn't something that happened suddenly, the feeling was overwhelmingly slow and spontaneous. Sometimes it felt like the universe was pulling us together, and my wolf was accepting the connection as a gift of nature. I didn't know how I had allowed myself to get dragged into this mess in the first place, a situation that never should have happened. Once I cleared the alley, I hailed a taxi. I rushed home as if there were an urgent emergency, because, in truth, there was. That phone call had seemed simple on the surface, but my gut told me there was far more to it. I had hesitated for a moment before picking up, trying to read between the lines. What could Rayna be scheming? That single question consumed my thoughts. Be

Aiden’s pov I walked over to the fireplace, staring into the flickering flames. "So, what are you going to do?" Matthew asked from behind me. That was a question I hadn't yet answered. What was I going to do about Mrs. Eden? Truthfully, I had no plan for dealing with her yet. I turned back to face him. "Nothing." His eyes widened in genuine surprise. "Are you sure about that?" Was I sure? Not in the slightest. But what other choice did I have? Keepers operated on an entirely different spectrum of power. All I could do was hope she'd eventually grow tired, fail in her mission, and refrain from taking things to the dangerous extremes Matthew had warned me about. “Aiden this is serious, what if you win the bet and still keep away from Rayna, do you think shes going to let that happen? You know the bet is just within us boys, it had morning to do with the adults, and I’m certain she won’t give up on you so easily” "I'll let her make her moves," I said, watching his reaction close

Lila’s povI stayed back awhile back at the garage. Not because I wanted to, I was just thinking about what had happened back here a while ago.It was bad enough that we were getting close but now it was even more dangerous that I felt so hot whenever I was around him.I took in a deep shaky breath. “Lila focus…” I looked back at the dangling bag hanging from the ceiling and I hit it hard, trying to keep my mind focused on it but could I?Every strike triggered a memory, from the way I turned to him, looking down at his hard chest, breathing hard so close to me, watching the sweat trail down to his well structured abs. Taking off my hoodie and having my body so close to his. To the memory of when I punched hard on the pillow, his pacing steps all around me, his voice like background whispers, my focus shifting from the bag to his body, moving all round about me. The way I tripped and fail right into his arms and the way our lips brushed against each other.Gosh, I struck one hard pu

Aiden’s pov My anger towards Mathew was still at a max but I didn’t know whatever good news he had, if it’s something I need to know, then I should listen. I pushed my grudge aside and sat down. “Which is...?” I spread my hands, demanding an answer. He sat across from me. “Look, I know I was a dick for what I did...” He tried to gloss over it, but I wasn't having it. I stood right back up. “Wait…. hold on,” he pleaded, stopping me. “Let’s try this again,” I warned. He sighed in frustration. “I shouldn’t have thrown you under the bus in front of our friends the way I did. I fucked up. But was I entirely wrong for doing it?” He still couldn't let go of his righteous stance. “Are you ready to speak, or not?” I was already drained by his reluctance to talk straight without trying to justify himself. “Okay... this is it.” He sat up straight and looked at me. “I’m sorry for how things turned out. After last night, I think I found a way to fix things, at least until we figure out