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AriaI'm halfway to the door when I hear it. A soft, mocking laugh that sends a chill down my spine, freezing me in my tracks.I turn slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. And there she is. Soren, standing in the shadows, her arms crossed and her eyes glinting with a calculating light."Going somewhere, Aria?" she asks, her voice dripping with false sweetness.I swallow hard, trying to force down the panic that rises in my throat. "Soren," I say, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to keep it steady. "What are you doing here?"She steps forward, her lips curving in a cruel smile. "I could ask you the same thing," she says, her tone light and mocking. "Did you really think you could just run away? Did you think no one would notice, that no one would care?"I feel a flicker of anger beneath the fear, a spark of defiance that refuses to be snuffed out. "I don't know what you're talking about," I say, lifting my chin. "I'm not running away. I'm just... I have to..."But Soren cuts
Elijah I sit at my desk, my mind lost in thoughts of Aria and the future I so desperately want to build with her. It's been days since I proposed, days since I laid my heart at her feet and asked her to be mine forever. But she hasn't given me an answer. Hasn't said the words I long to hear, the words that would make all my dreams come true. I know she's been through a lot. Know that the events of the past few weeks have taken their toll on her, body and soul. But I also know that what we have is real, that the love that burns between us is strong enough to weather any storm. At least, I hope it is. I shake my head, trying to dispel the doubts that creep in like shadows. I can't let myself dwell on the negative, can't let myself imagine a future without Aria by my side. So I send for her, my heart racing with anticipation as I wait for her to arrive. I need to see her, need to look into her eyes and know that she feels the same way I do. A knock at the door startles me from my t
Elijah The phone feels heavy in my hand as I wait for Leah to answer, my heart pounding in my chest. I don't know what I'm hoping to hear from her, don't know if there's anything she can say that will ease the ache in my soul. But I have to try. Have to do something, anything, to understand why Aria turned me away. "Elijah?" Leah's voice comes through the line, cautious and concerned. "Is everything alright?" I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "No," I admit, my voice rough with emotion. "No, it's not. Leah, I need to ask you something. About Aria." There's a pause, a moment of heavy silence. And then Leah sighs, her tone laced with sympathy. "Elijah, I'm sorry, but I don't have any knowledge of Aria's decision. She hasn't confided in me about this matter." I close my eyes, the disappointment washing over me like a cold wave. I had hoped, foolishly perhaps, that Leah might have some insight into Aria's mind, some clue as to why she rejected me. But it seems I'm on my
Callum The pack hall feels too small, too confined, as I pace back and forth like a caged animal. My thoughts are a tangled mess, consumed by images of Aria - the way her body felt pressed against mine, the taste of her lips, the fire in her eyes as she attacked Elijah to save my life. That moment plays over and over in my mind, a testament to her fierce loyalty, her unwavering courage. Even after everything I did to her, every lie and betrayal, she still fought for me with a passion that takes my breath away. And now, with the memory of our stolen moment together seared into my brain, I can't escape the regret that claws at my chest. I never should have deceived her, never should have pushed her away. I thought I was doing what was best for the pack, but the truth is, I was a coward. I was too afraid to face my feelings for her, too afraid of what loving her might mean. I clench my fist, my nails digging into my palm as I try to steady myself. But it's no use. The agitation rolls
Aria My heart pounds in my chest as Leah and I are escorted into the pack hall by two stern-faced pack members. The atmosphere is thick with tension, and I can sense a mix of anger, disappointment, and sorrow emanating from Elijah as he stands with the council members and Soren. Leah shoots me a worried glance, her brows furrowed in concern. I try to give her a reassuring smile, but it feels strained on my face. Something is wrong, very wrong, and the knot in my stomach tightens with each step we take. Elijah gestures for us to take a seat, his expression grim and his eyes filled with a pain that makes my heart ache. I've never seen him look so broken, so utterly devastated, and I can't help but wonder what could have caused such a profound change in his demeanor. "What's going on, Elijah?" I ask, my voice trembling slightly as I try to keep my composure. "Why have you called us here?" He takes a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over the council members before settling back on me. "
Aria The cold, hard floor presses against my cheek as I slowly drift into consciousness. For a moment, I'm disoriented, my mind struggling to piece together the fragments of my memory. But as the fog of sleep clears, the harsh reality of my situation comes crashing down on me like a tidal wave. I'm in prison. Locked away like a common criminal, awaiting trial for a crime I didn't commit. I blink, trying to adjust to the dim light filtering through the small, barred window. As my eyes focus, I see Leah sitting beside me, her face etched with concern and fear. She looks like she hasn't slept in days, and I feel a pang of guilt knowing that I'm the reason for her suffering. "Aria, we need to talk," she says, her voice gentle but firm as she places a comforting hand on my shoulder. I look away, tears welling up in my eyes as the weight of my guilt threatens to crush me. I know that my actions have not only put my own life in danger but also the lives of my best friend and my unborn ch
Aria The moonlit clearing is eerily silent, the only sound the soft whisper of the wind through the trees. The Silverfang pack forms a loose circle around the perimeter, their eyes fixed on the two wolves in the center. Elijah and I face each other, our bodies tense and coiled, ready to spring into action at any moment. The air between us crackles with energy, a palpable tension that sets my nerves on edge. Elijah's black fur seems to absorb the moonlight, making him almost invisible against the shadows. But I can see the glint of his eyes, the flash of his teeth as he snarls at me. You think you can beat me, little girl? his voice echoes in my mind, dripping with disdain. You're nothing but a pup, playing at being an Alpha. I bare my teeth in response, a low growl rumbling in my throat. I am no pup, I snap back, my mental voice sharp and clear. And I will prove it, by defeating you here and now. Elijah laughs, a harsh, grating sound that sets my teeth on edge. We shall see about
Aria I stand tall in the center of the pack hall, my heart pounding with a mix of adrenaline and fear. The members of the council are gathered before me, their faces a mix of shock, disbelief, and grudging respect. I take a deep breath, steadying myself before I speak. "As the new Alpha of the Silverfang pack," I say, my voice ringing out clear and strong, "I hereby annul the sentence against myself and Leah. The charges against us are dismissed, effective immediately." There's a moment of stunned silence, followed by a low murmur of confusion and surprise. I can see the council members exchanging glances, their eyes wide with uncertainty. But I don't waver, don't let my resolve falter for even a moment. "This is my decision," I say, my gaze sweeping over the gathered crowd. "And as your Alpha, you are compelled to accept it." Slowly, reluctantly, the council members begin to nod their heads. I can see the resignation in their eyes, the acceptance of my authority. "Very well," t