Aria
Pearl Monday rejecting my lycan matethe alpha's mate that cried wolfthe omega he rejected, the white wolf he cravesrejected by my alpha mate
Then, she said quietly, "No. I learn control, or I do not use it."
Ryan shook his head slightly. "That is not realistic."
"It is if I decide it is."
"That is not how power works."
"No," she said. "That is how discipline works."
That landed. Ryan studied her again, more carefully this time. This was not the same Aria from before the collapse. She was not overwhelmed; she was adjusting. That was almost more dangerous.
They reached the ridge just before midday. The high pass opened ahead of them, carved between two jagged cliffs. Snow stretched out in a wide expanse, untouched and blinding under the pale sun. Ryan stopped at the edge. Something about the air felt different here, thinner and old
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