Obey me, Dean (Short Story )
Aria’s POV:
“Wait,” Kade said, the word sharp with shock as he leaned forward, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. “Why?”
The question felt like a trapdoor opening beneath my heart. Where would I even begin? The truth was a minefield I refused to walk through, especially not with him. Wolfe was my past and I intended to keep it that way.
I swallowed, the motion painful against the sudden tightness in my throat.
“Long story,” I deflected, my fingers nervously tearing the slice of bread in my hands to shreds. I kept my eyes fixed on the destruction, a safe focal point. “Just him being an asshole, as usual.”