Lucas
I stride out of the suite, grinning like a damn idiot. Aria’s hilarious, acting like she’s not fighting her own freaking desires. Like, hello? Does she not realize we’re mates? I can literally smell her arousal..sweet and intoxicating, but whatever. Let her pretend she’s not affected. This is business, no strings attached. That mate bond crap? Not worth the trouble. Not after what happened to my mom. I head down to the game room, where Damon and Theo are waiting for me. They’ve been my ride-or-die since we were kids. We’re tight, the three of us, bonded by years of hockey, bad decisions, and loyalty. When I take over as Alpha of the Shadow Fang Pack, one of them is definitely going to be my Beta and the other my Gamma. It’s a no-brainer. “Yo, man! Where the hell have you been?” Theo hollers the moment I walk in. They’re already into a game of snooker, the room dead silent because Damon probably scared off anyone else who dared to stick around. That’s just how we roll..untouchable, untouchably arrogant, and we know it. “Relax, I was just grabbing a quick shower,” I say, slipping a cigarette from my pocket. Theo raises one of those thick, brooding brows at me, the way he always does when he knows there’s something I’m not telling him. “Alright, hit me. What’s on your mind?” I sigh and light up, taking a long drag. Theo doesn’t waste any time. “Damon says he saw you with Aria. Heading to your suite. What’s up with that?” “Yeah, Aria,” Damon adds, leaning on his cue stick like some kind of judgmental ass hole. “Ethan’s mate.” “Ex-mate,” I correct with a smirk, blowing out a cloud of smoke. Damon’s brow furrows deeper. “Okay, so what were you doing with her? Don’t tell me you’re trying to comfort her or some shit. You don’t care about stuff like that.” I grin, loving the way their jaws drop when I say, “She’s my mate.” “What?!” they yell in unison. “Yep. Found out a few hours ago. Crazy, huh?” “That’s insane,” Damon says, disgust etched all over his face. “How the fuck is Aria your mate?” “It doesn’t matter; she’s just useful right now,” I reply, leaning back in the chair before filling them in on my plan. Theo shakes his head, his green eyes narrowing. “You’re fake dating your mate? Dude, that’s... messed up.” “Maybe,” I say with a shrug. “But it’s gonna piss off Ethan, and that’s all I care about.” Damon laughs, slapping the table. “Man, that’s wild. I’m here for it. Anything to make that stupid bastard squirm.” Theo, on the other hand, looks skeptical as hell. “What about Aria, though? You sure she’s okay with all this? I mean... she’s your mate.” “She’s on board,” I say smoothly. “She’s pissed at Ethan and wants to get back at him. Win-win for both of us.” “And while you’re at it,” Damon says, grinning like a devil, “you might as well fuck her and really drive Ethan up the wall.” He fist-bumps me, and I laugh. “Trust me, bro, I’m on it.” I blow out another puff of smoke, already picturing Ethan’s stupid face when he sees us together. “I’m gonna wreck him.” Theo groans. “I don’t know, Lucas. This feels... risky.” “Cut the crap, Theo,” I snap, glaring at him. “You know how much I hate Ethan. After what his family did to my mom, I’ll never let it go.” Theo exhales, backing off. He knows better than to push me when it comes to my mom. They both do. “Fine,” he mutters. “But what about your dad? Have you told him about Aria?” I scowl. My dad. The one guy who’s been riding my ass about finding my mate, yet will flip the fuck out when he finds out it’s Aria. “I don’t need to tell him shit,” I say coldly. “Beta John will fill him in eventually.” Damon snorts. “You think he’ll approve? Someone like Aria? Come on, man. Your dad’s gonna lose his shit.” Theo nods, his voice tight. “Yeah. She’s an omega. Poor. From the Full Moon Pack, no less. He’ll never accept her.” “He doesn’t have to,” I reply, taking another drag. “We’re rejecting each other after the tour, anyway. This is temporary. No strings.” “Damn.” Damon grins, his brown leyes lighting up. “Well, while it lasts, let’s see how far you can take this. You sure this is gonna work? Ethan’s got Vanessa now. That chick’s, like, a solid ten.” I smirk. “Don’t worry. Aria’s got potential. Tomorrow, I’m giving her a makeover. She’s gonna go from mid to... unstoppable. Just watch.” Damon whistles, clearly impressed. Theo, on the other hand, still looks uneasy. “You’re insane,” Theo mutters, shaking his head. “Maybe,” I say with a cocky grin. “But that’s why you love me.” And just like that, the plan is set. Tomorrow, we start the show—and Ethan won’t know what hit him.AriaI wake up to something warm and solid under my hand. My brain is still half-asleep, so I let it slide. But then my leg shifts, and—wait. Why does it feel like I’m touching something… hard?My eyes snap open, and holy fucking moon goddess, I’m sprawled on Lucas’s chest, my leg practically hugging his—“Fuck!” I yelp, throwing myself off him like he’s on fire. My foot catches on the blanket, and I nearly faceplant onto the floor.Lucas just lies there, propped up on one elbow, grinning at me like I’ve made his whole week. “What the hell, Alpha Lucas?! What’s wrong with you?!”“Me?” He quirks a brow, sitting up like he’s got all the time in the world. “You’re the one who had her hand all over my chest. And that leg? Were you trying to cop a feel?”“I—I didn’t—” I stutter, mortified. “I didn’t do anything like that! Even when you were naked last night, I didn’t look at your...”“My cock?” He says it so casually I almost choke.“Can you stop being so raw?!” I snap, wrapping my arms a
Lucas The moment she steps out, I’m fucking floored. Is this Aria? The same girl who’s always drowning in oversized hoodies and ripped jeans? Because right now, she looks like she just walked off a damn red carpet. That fitted red dress is a problem—low-cut, short as hell, and clinging to her like it was made for her.Her black hair falls in these soft waves, framing her face perfectly. And her face? Beautiful. Oval, smooth skin, and those green eyes are practically glowing. But it’s the rest of her that’s got me fucked up. Her legs aren’t long, but they’re smooth, toned, and straight, and all I can think about is them wrapped around my neck while I pound Into her relentlessly.Stop it. Pull it together.But then my eyes wander to her boobs—round, perky, full. Where the hell has she been hiding that under all those baggy hoodies? And her hips? Perfectly proportioned, leading to that round ass and tiny waist. Damn.“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath. Had she always been this hot? Or am
AriaI swear, the moment Lucas fucking tells me to sit down, I forget how to breathe. It’s not like he hasn’t bossed me around before, but this? This feels different. His eyes flash gold…actual gold, before shifting back to their usual gray. I can see it..he’s wrestling with his wolf.“I said, sit the fuck down.”I don’t think twice. I drop into the chair next to him, my heart pounding. Lucas looks pissed, and trust me, no one wants to see him go full Alpha mode. I sure as hell don’t want to be the target.“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Lucas?” Ethan sneers, leaning forward. “Have you forgotten how we roll? We don’t let just anyone sit here.”Anyone? Really? My blood boils, but before I can throw out a snarky comeback, Lucas beats me to it.“And who says she’s just anyone?” His voice is colder than a January morning, and I shiver despite myself. “Didn’t I make it clear last night? Aria is my girlfriend.”Girlfriend. The word hangs in the air, and I swear, you could hear a p
AriaMy pulse spikes. “What main event?”“PDA,” he says casually, his eyes darting to my lips. “I’m gonna kiss you.”“What?” I practically choke.“Relax,” he says with a smirk. “You wanna piss them off, don’t you?”I glance at Ethan and Vanessa, who look like they’re about to implode. My wolf, Gail, is practically howling in my head, and I know this is dangerous territory. But I nod anyway, taking a deep breath. And because I’m clearly a masochist, I let him lean in.Holy. Shit.The second his lips touch mine, it’s like the Fourth of July goes off in my chest. Sparks, fireworks—hell, maybe even a nuclear explosion. His lips are soft but insistent, and when his tongue brushes against mine, it’s like my whole body goes up in flames. My hands clutch his shirt, and I forget about Ethan, Vanessa, the ship…everything.All I care about is the way his mouth moves against mine, confident and demanding, like he owns me.Fuck!When he finally pulls back, I’m a panting, blushing mess. Meanwhile,
Ethan I lean against the wall, arms crossed, glaring at Aria like she’s the reason my life’s gone to shit. And maybe she is. “I don’t have anything to do with you anymore, Ethan,” she spits angrily.It pisses me off how she looks at me like I’m some fucking beast. “You think I don’t know what you’re up to? Going around with Lucas like some desperate—” My eyes trail down her body, and, damn, that dress. It’s tight in all the right places, and her tits? Don’t get me started. “—and what’s this?” I gesture at her like I’m disgusted, but my cock twitches in betrayal. “Since when did you start dressing like a fucking whore? Were you hoping I’d come running back to your desperate ass?”Her eyes narrow, her chest rising and falling like she’s ready to explode. “I didn't’t do it for you.”I scoff. "You're lying, Aria. You'll always be my puppet—the one who'll do anything for my validation. I mean, you literally dyed your hair black just because I said I hated your blonde hair."“I don’t want
Aria It's so fucking beautiful! I spin around in the middle of the suite Ethan booked for us. The luxurious carpet, velvet curtains, sparkling chandeliers—is something straight out of a magazine. The annual Christmas cruise ship tour hosted by my school, Crescent Wolves Academy, is everything I’ve ever dreamed of but never thought I’d experience. Me, Aria Whitlock, standing here on a freaking cruise ship? No way. I’m an eighteen-year-old, lowly omega scraping by in a world that couldn’t care less about me. But tonight? Tonight, I’m not a nobody. Nope. Tonight, I’m Alpha Ethan’s mate. My Ethan, the future Alpha of the Full Moon Pack, my personal knight in shining armor. The Moon Goddess must’ve finally stopped ignoring me. “Aria, move your ass! We're going to miss the welcome party at this point.” Mia’s voice yanks me out of my thoughts. She barges in, her wild auburn curls bouncing, looking like a fiery storm in her emerald-green dress. Right behind her is Lily, the complete op
Aria My stomach drops. The same fucking hands that held me last night, the same damn lips that whispered I love you and kissed me like I was his world are now all over Vanessa’s face. “Ethan, how could you,” I choke out, my chest splitting open with a pain so sharp it steals my breath. He freezes, pulling back just enough to look at me. For a split second, I think I see guilt flash in his eyes. But then, he smirks. Smirks. “Aria,” he says nonchalantly, like he wasn’t just caught red-handed. “What are you doing here? Go away.” My wolf growls low in my mind, her anger and heartbreak twisting with mine. He lied, she snarls. He lied to us. Vanessa, of course, looks smug as hell. She leans into him, her perfectly manicured nails trailing down his chest like she’s marking her territory. “Oh, sweetheart,” she purrs with a fake smile. “You didn’t really think he’d pick you, did you?” Ethan laughs cruelly, and his smirk stretches wider. “You’re such a goddamn joke,” he begins, like I’
Aria “What the actual hell?” I yank myself out of his hold, shaking my head like he’s lost his damn mind. “You’re lying. I don’t even feel a bond or smell your scent.” A lie. A huge lie. He smells like heaven dipped in sin, and being this close to him makes my wolf stir like she’s been on a three-shot espresso bender. But no way. Nope. Not happening. He can’t be my mate. “Why…” My voice rises with each word. “Why the hell would the Moon Goddess saddle me with someone like you as my second-chance mate?” I throw my hands in the air, completely done with this cosmic joke. Lucas looks amused, which only pisses me off more. Of course, he’s amused. The guy’s the king of our school, the golden boy every girl worships, and oh yeah, a fucking young billionaire. Me? I’m just Aria Whitlock, professional doormat. We’re not even the same species as far as the social ladder is concerned. “No, seriously,” I add, throwing him a dirty look. “Why would the Goddess waste a perfectly good mate
Ethan I lean against the wall, arms crossed, glaring at Aria like she’s the reason my life’s gone to shit. And maybe she is. “I don’t have anything to do with you anymore, Ethan,” she spits angrily.It pisses me off how she looks at me like I’m some fucking beast. “You think I don’t know what you’re up to? Going around with Lucas like some desperate—” My eyes trail down her body, and, damn, that dress. It’s tight in all the right places, and her tits? Don’t get me started. “—and what’s this?” I gesture at her like I’m disgusted, but my cock twitches in betrayal. “Since when did you start dressing like a fucking whore? Were you hoping I’d come running back to your desperate ass?”Her eyes narrow, her chest rising and falling like she’s ready to explode. “I didn't’t do it for you.”I scoff. "You're lying, Aria. You'll always be my puppet—the one who'll do anything for my validation. I mean, you literally dyed your hair black just because I said I hated your blonde hair."“I don’t want
AriaMy pulse spikes. “What main event?”“PDA,” he says casually, his eyes darting to my lips. “I’m gonna kiss you.”“What?” I practically choke.“Relax,” he says with a smirk. “You wanna piss them off, don’t you?”I glance at Ethan and Vanessa, who look like they’re about to implode. My wolf, Gail, is practically howling in my head, and I know this is dangerous territory. But I nod anyway, taking a deep breath. And because I’m clearly a masochist, I let him lean in.Holy. Shit.The second his lips touch mine, it’s like the Fourth of July goes off in my chest. Sparks, fireworks—hell, maybe even a nuclear explosion. His lips are soft but insistent, and when his tongue brushes against mine, it’s like my whole body goes up in flames. My hands clutch his shirt, and I forget about Ethan, Vanessa, the ship…everything.All I care about is the way his mouth moves against mine, confident and demanding, like he owns me.Fuck!When he finally pulls back, I’m a panting, blushing mess. Meanwhile,
AriaI swear, the moment Lucas fucking tells me to sit down, I forget how to breathe. It’s not like he hasn’t bossed me around before, but this? This feels different. His eyes flash gold…actual gold, before shifting back to their usual gray. I can see it..he’s wrestling with his wolf.“I said, sit the fuck down.”I don’t think twice. I drop into the chair next to him, my heart pounding. Lucas looks pissed, and trust me, no one wants to see him go full Alpha mode. I sure as hell don’t want to be the target.“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Lucas?” Ethan sneers, leaning forward. “Have you forgotten how we roll? We don’t let just anyone sit here.”Anyone? Really? My blood boils, but before I can throw out a snarky comeback, Lucas beats me to it.“And who says she’s just anyone?” His voice is colder than a January morning, and I shiver despite myself. “Didn’t I make it clear last night? Aria is my girlfriend.”Girlfriend. The word hangs in the air, and I swear, you could hear a p
Lucas The moment she steps out, I’m fucking floored. Is this Aria? The same girl who’s always drowning in oversized hoodies and ripped jeans? Because right now, she looks like she just walked off a damn red carpet. That fitted red dress is a problem—low-cut, short as hell, and clinging to her like it was made for her.Her black hair falls in these soft waves, framing her face perfectly. And her face? Beautiful. Oval, smooth skin, and those green eyes are practically glowing. But it’s the rest of her that’s got me fucked up. Her legs aren’t long, but they’re smooth, toned, and straight, and all I can think about is them wrapped around my neck while I pound Into her relentlessly.Stop it. Pull it together.But then my eyes wander to her boobs—round, perky, full. Where the hell has she been hiding that under all those baggy hoodies? And her hips? Perfectly proportioned, leading to that round ass and tiny waist. Damn.“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath. Had she always been this hot? Or am
AriaI wake up to something warm and solid under my hand. My brain is still half-asleep, so I let it slide. But then my leg shifts, and—wait. Why does it feel like I’m touching something… hard?My eyes snap open, and holy fucking moon goddess, I’m sprawled on Lucas’s chest, my leg practically hugging his—“Fuck!” I yelp, throwing myself off him like he’s on fire. My foot catches on the blanket, and I nearly faceplant onto the floor.Lucas just lies there, propped up on one elbow, grinning at me like I’ve made his whole week. “What the hell, Alpha Lucas?! What’s wrong with you?!”“Me?” He quirks a brow, sitting up like he’s got all the time in the world. “You’re the one who had her hand all over my chest. And that leg? Were you trying to cop a feel?”“I—I didn’t—” I stutter, mortified. “I didn’t do anything like that! Even when you were naked last night, I didn’t look at your...”“My cock?” He says it so casually I almost choke.“Can you stop being so raw?!” I snap, wrapping my arms a
Lucas I stride out of the suite, grinning like a damn idiot. Aria’s hilarious, acting like she’s not fighting her own freaking desires. Like, hello? Does she not realize we’re mates? I can literally smell her arousal..sweet and intoxicating, but whatever. Let her pretend she’s not affected. This is business, no strings attached. That mate bond crap? Not worth the trouble. Not after what happened to my mom.I head down to the game room, where Damon and Theo are waiting for me. They’ve been my ride-or-die since we were kids. We’re tight, the three of us, bonded by years of hockey, bad decisions, and loyalty. When I take over as Alpha of the Shadow Fang Pack, one of them is definitely going to be my Beta and the other my Gamma. It’s a no-brainer.“Yo, man! Where the hell have you been?” Theo hollers the moment I walk in.They’re already into a game of snooker, the room dead silent because Damon probably scared off anyone else who dared to stick around. That’s just how we roll..untouchab
AriaOkay, I’ll admit it, Lucas’s suite is freaking ridiculous. Like, who needs this much luxury on a damn cruise ship? The elegant carpet feels like walking on clouds, the furniture looks like it was handpicked by a billionaire..which, duh, he probably is—and the bed? It’s freaking massive. I’m pretty sure the moon goddess herself would curl up here."You like what you see?" Lucas smirks, standing by the door with that smug expression he probably practiced in front of a damn mirror.I clear my throat, trying not to let my awe show too much. "Your suite is… great. Actually, it’s amazing. Better than Ethan’s."His smirk deepens. "Well, as the son of the chairman of Crescent Wolf Academy, I deserve only the fucking best." He winks like he’s in some cheap perfume ad. "I could buy this ship if I wanted."I roll my eyes so hard they almost fall out of my face. What the fuck, Moon Goddess? First, Ethan the dirty cheater, and now this cocky, out-of-my-league Alpha as a second chance-mate? It
Aria My heart’s pounding like a bass drum in a bad EDM track as Lucas and I walk toward his suite. Gail, my wolf, is practically doing cartwheels in my head, and I can’t help but groan internally. Seriously, Gail? Haven’t we learned our lesson about "mates"? ‘It’s the Moon Goddess, not me,’Gail snarks, clearly unimpressed with my attitude. ‘Yeah, well, the Moon Goddess needs better matchmaking skills,’ I shoot back, effectively earning myself an eye roll from my own fucking wolf. Great. We don’t even make it halfway to Lucas’s suite before a guy in a hockey jersey…a teammate of Lucas’s, I think—comes strolling up. His black hair is a mess, and he’s got that “just got off the rink” look. “Alpha Lucas, where the fuck have you been? Coach is losing his mind,” the guy says, but his eyes immediately land on me. And then on the bag Lucas is holding. The confusion on his face is priceless. “Oh, come on, Damon,” Lucas groans, rolling his eyes. “Why didn’t you just tell him I was sleepin
Aria I give him a side-eye. “Girlfriend? You’re laying it on thick already, huh?” He smirks, not even missing a beat. “Oh, you’ll see. PDA’s part of the plan. Gotta make that loser jealous, and trust me, it’ll work.” I almost trip over my own feet. Me, in some fake relationship with Lucas-the-Resident-Player? Yeah, that’d go over great. The judgment I’d get from my friends? Yikes. I can practically hear them already: Aria, really? Lucas? But honestly? It’s worth it to see Ethan’s stupid, smug face crumble. When we finally reach Ethan’s door, Lucas leans against the frame like this is just another Tuesday for him. “Need help packing, babe?” he asks, that annoying little grin plastered on his face. “Nope. I don’t even have much,” I say, bracing myself as I open the door. And bam, there it is. That stench I used to like…Ethan’s scent or whatever—hits me like a truck. But now? Now it makes me wanna gag. I don’t even bother looking for him. Dude’s probably in the bathroom