Yeah. This is not going to be a friendly match. I don’t even think anymore. My feet move on their own as I march straight over to where Lucas is standing with Damon and Theo. "Hey, guys," I greet, trying to sound casual. Lucas barely acknowledges me before snapping, "Aria… did you know this Ma
The crowd erupts. Even louder than for Lucas. Lucas is fuming. "It wasn’t bad," Theo says. "Are you kidding? That was a great speech," Damon argues. I make the mistake of looking at Lucas. Yeah. He’s fucking livid. His hands are clenched so tight, I think he might snap his own fingers. T
Hello, guys, I accidentally omitted a chapter before Chapter 201, but it will be rectified soon.
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’
Aria "She’s my mate and the future Luna of the Full Moon Pack," he announces blissfully. 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, treating her as his Luna.
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 thre
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. We're gonna make that bastard jealous, and trust me, it’ll work.” I almost trip over my own feet. Me, in some fake relationship with Lucas-the-Resident-Player
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
Hello, guys, I accidentally omitted a chapter before Chapter 201, but it will be rectified soon.
The crowd erupts. Even louder than for Lucas. Lucas is fuming. "It wasn’t bad," Theo says. "Are you kidding? That was a great speech," Damon argues. I make the mistake of looking at Lucas. Yeah. He’s fucking livid. His hands are clenched so tight, I think he might snap his own fingers. T
Yeah. This is not going to be a friendly match. I don’t even think anymore. My feet move on their own as I march straight over to where Lucas is standing with Damon and Theo. "Hey, guys," I greet, trying to sound casual. Lucas barely acknowledges me before snapping, "Aria… did you know this Ma
“I know this isn’t going to end well. Did you see Lucas’s face? He’s gonna fucking kill Mark.” Lily practically screams this in my ear, vibrating with excitement. We’re up in the stands, waiting for the so-called captain showdown to start. The whole stadium is packed with students, all here to wit
Aria School’s almost over, and Lucas is still a no-show. To make things worse, he’s completely ghosted the mind-link. The only thing he managed to do was send a half-assed text saying he’d “probably” be home late. Probably? Seriously? What the fuck is his problem today? Annoyed, I grab my bag and
"And probably gunning for your heart too," Mia smirks. I snort. "Yeah, right." "Come on, Aria," she drags out my name like she’s personally offended by my denial. "You really think all those flowers were just friendly? The guy wants more. Lucas sees it. That’s why he stepped up and took you on a
Aria I manage to drag my ass to campus before noon, but damn, my body is wrecked. Yesterday was fucking great…I had the time of my life with Lucas…but holy hell, my bones feel like they got hit by a truck. I’m definitely walking funny, and I know people are staring. And, honestly? I don’t blame
Lucas The second I step into Sarita’s apartment, I don’t even make it past the couch…I just collapse onto it, completely fucking exhausted. She chuckles, settling into the chair across from me, her eyes practically dancing with amusement. "Damn, you look like you got run over by a truck." I g
"Lucas, please…" I whimper, already desperate. "No," he says. "This is perfect. I love how fucking desperate you are, how tight you get every time I slide in." I squeeze my eyes shut, biting my lip to keep from begging too soon. He’s got me right where he wants me…helpless, bound, at his mercy.