Aria Lee Step Mga Nobela at Kwento

I asked, trying to buy myself more time. Turning to me with a small smirk, Ailee watched me with amusement dancing in her eyes. "I know Sharlee told you about your blood..." Her smirk dropped. Turning back around, Ailee continued walking in the direction I assumed my mother was waiting. "I was hoping you would've killed her for your father's death... sad really." Every word that fell from her lips was dripping with sarcasm.

"Aria naturally knew too, yet she still drank it. That's why she agreed to the Alpha Council's arrangement to marry into Dark Moon pack." The words hit Damon like a physical blow. His knees buckled slightly, and he had to grip the nearby pillar for support. "She... she knew?" "Of course she knew. She's a healer herself, you fool. She knew exactly what she was drinking and what it would cost her." Damon's rage attacked his heart, a crushing weight that made his chest feel like it was caving in. The pressure built until he couldn't contain it anymore. He spat out a mouthful of blood, the crimson staining his ceremonial robes.

She nodded subtly toward the corner. The hidden camera. The man’s eyes widened. “Smile,” Aria said softly. “You’re live.” His breath hitched. “You won’t,” he whispered. She met his gaze. “Watch me.” She looked straight into the lens. “My name is Aria Lane,” she said clearly. “And if anything happens to my sister or Damian Vale, everything you’ve just seen will be followed by everything you haven’t.” She paused. “I’m not your successor,” she finished. “I’m your ending.”