~Aria~ I sat in front of a mirror as Ellie began to style my hair. Ellie, was Luca’s housemaid. She oiled it and brushed it until it was smooth and shiny, flowing down my back. Everything about my features looked so perfect, I guess that's what happens when you use expensive creams. Although my hair was naturally fine and smooth, it wasn't always bad to try out hair creams as well. After styling my hair, she brought out make up kits. I couldn't possibly recall the last time I used make up on my face. I didn't see the use in going to such great lengths to look beautiful. But today being my wedding, it was only right I used it. “You get to marry Luca Akrim today. Many girls would die to be in your position.” Ellie remarked breaking the silence between us. “Not me though. I'm not marrying him by choice.” I said sharply. “Really? Let me guess... The money right?” Ellie asked. “Of course not!!” I was quick to deny it. But taking another moment to think about that. It partly was a
~Aria~So I waved away Mom and then I turned, took Luca’s hand, and stepped into the car. The door closed with a soft thud, cutting off the music and voices behind us.The drive started, and the world outside blurred.Now i was with a beast. A beast I've committed the rest of my life with.The drive felt longer than it was.I was too aware of the silence sitting between me and Luca, the low hum of the car engine the only thing filling the space. Every time I glanced out the window, the forest seemed to press in tighter, the trees growing taller, their shadows darker.I knew we were getting close.“Don't try what you did at the wedding ever again.” Luca’s cold voice broke the silence.“Excuse me?” I asked, a little confused.“You almost made a fool of me! Don't you dare try that ever again.” He raised his voice, his tone harsh.My heart skipped a beat, the fear gripped me.“... Fine.” I answered softly.“I'm sorry for the tone.” Luca sighed, his tone now more friendly.Did he just apol
~Aria~“Cut that crap attitude. You either come down for dinner and eat with us or let Visha make your stay here a living hell.It’s your call.”Luca’s voice was low, but the warning was clear.I nodded, forcing a tight smile. “Okay.”The room thundered as he shot the door behind him.I stayed frozen, my heart still racing. What the hell just happened?The vision—those wolves—was like the library all over again. And those eyes... the same. White wolves.The rarest. The strongest. And the most beautiful species of werewolves ever known.But why me? Why now? And why only white wolves?I shook my head. I didn’t have time to figure that out—not tonight.I needed to get to dinner. The last thing I wanted was to make enemies, especially with my husband’s stepmother, on my first night.I pulled off my wedding gown and stepped into a nice shower.As the water streamed down on my body, I scrubbed away the makeup on my face and then my whole body.After a hectic day like today, from the weddin
~Luca~Dinner was a fucking circus. It always was in this house.Every glance, every carefully placed word—it was all part of the show. A goddamn performance Visha had perfected long before I even understood what the game was.I knew what tonight would be before we even stepped into that dining room. I felt it the second I laid my hand on Aria’s back, guiding her inside like she needed me to hold her up. Maybe she did.She was nervous. I could feel it in the way her shoulders tightened under my palm. Hell, I couldn’t blame her. She had no idea what she’d walked into.Visha was already seated when we reached. Turning to us, she took a small sip from my glass of wine and then her lips curled up into a smile. The kind of smile that made you feel small before she even said a word.I pulled out Aria’s chair. She sat stiffly, trying so hard to seem like she belonged. I admired that, even if I knew it was useless. This house, this family... it ate people like her alive.Visha’s eyes lingered
~Luca~I was in my office, when Elijah barged in.Elijah didn’t knock. He never did, but today it grated on me more than usual. The door slammed against the wall, his boots heavy on the floor like he wanted me to hear every damn step.I barely looked up. I was still chewing over this morning—Aria’s face when she shoved past me, that edge in her voice. She hadn’t even looked at me when she left for school. I told myself I didn’t care.I was lying.But Elijah’s face—tight, eyes dark with that fuck, this is bad look—made my stomach twist before he even opened his mouth.“It’s out,” he said, low and sharp. I frowned. “What?”He didn’t explain. Just shoved his phone at me, the screen blaring headlines I didn’t need to read twice.Luca Arkim Marries Human – Elders Kept in the Dark. Future Alpha Bonds With Weak Bloodline – Pack In Uproar. Humans Among Werewolves? Elders Demand Intervention.Photo after photo. The ceremony. Aria in her dress. Me slipping the ring onto her finger.Our private
AriaI barely made it through the day.School was… noise. That’s the only way I can describe it. Loud, constant, pressing in from every side.Teachers talking but I didn’t catch half of it. People laughing in the hallways but it sounded far away, like I was underwater. Then there were the stares—the ones who knew who I was, what I was married into. The looks were subtle, mostly. Quick glances, lowered voices.But I felt them.Every single one.Some still didn’t know, though. That was almost worse.Some girl in my psych class whispered to her friend, loud enough for me to hear—Why does she act like she’s better than everyone?I wanted to turn around and tell her, I don’t. I just don’t know how to breathe here.But I didn’t say anything.I didn’t say anything all day, actually.By the time I got home, I felt wrung out. My limbs heavy, my brain buzzing but blank at the same time.The house was empty.No Luca.No footsteps, no sound of him moving around in the kitchen, or his low voice on
~Aria~The next morning was worse.So much fucking worse.I woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a truck, then dragged for miles, then maybe hit again just to make sure I stayed down. My whole body ached—my ribs tight, my limbs heavy like concrete—and my head? My head was this foggy, pounding mess, like I hadn’t slept at all, just laid there marinating in panic the entire night.But no.Reality was still here. Heavy. Cold.I dragged myself out of bed, my body felt like I doubled in weight.I walked to the bathroom and turned the water on scalding hot, because why not, and stepped in.It burned.Good.I stood there, eyes closed, steam choking me, hoping maybe it would melt this tightness in my chest, wash away whatever the hell was wrong with me.It didn’t.Nothing ever does.I got dressed like I was assembling a corpse—jeans, hoodie, sneakers. Safe. Basic. Something I didn’t have to think about.I caught my reflection in the mirror and, Jesus, I looked like hell. Pale, dark circles un
~Aria~I woke up to the faint noise of footsteps. Slow. Steady. Familiar.For a moment, I didn’t think. Didn’t remember. Just lay there, warm, tangled in blankets, floating in that quiet space where nothing felt real yet.Then—It hit me.My stomach turned.Today.The Elders. The meeting. The thing I’d been dreading ever since I found out it was coming.My chest felt tight. Too tight.I inhaled, forcing the feeling down, trying to shake the heaviness clinging to me, and then—Oh.Oh, God.My brain short-circuited.Luca was standing by the dresser. Shirtless. Back to me. Muscles shifting as he moved.Not just shirtless—just a towel. Slung low on his hips, barely hanging on, like gravity could win at any second, and—My face burned.I immediately looked away, like I hadn’t just looked. Like my brain hadn’t just cataloged everything.The scars along his back, some deep, some faint. The way the morning light caught his skin, made him look even sharper, even broader. The solid lines of mus
Luca POVThe Moon was hanging low, the night had already fallen. I raised my hand up to signal the end of training for today. Aria’s breaths were heavy, her skin covered with sweat, and Elijah stood nearby with his arms crossed, nodding slightly in approval. She'd held her own today, better than ever. Controlled, precise. Her instincts were finally beginning to cut through the fog of hesitation. But there was still something buried in her, something pulling her back. I could see it in the way her eyes shifted, always scanning, always alert.“That's enough for today,” I said, stepping forward, my voice steady but not cold. “You did well.”She nodded, not quite meeting my eyes, and turned to walk back toward the house. I watched her go for a second too long, the curve of her shoulders telling me more than her words ever would. She was still carrying something. And whatever it was—it was starting to weigh her down.Elijah glanced at me. “You saw it too?”I nodded once. “Yeah.”“She’s
Chapter 56Aria's POV My eyes fluttered open to bright morning light streaming through my curtains. My bones ached a little from yesterday's training, but also Julian’s threat still clawed at the back of my mind. But I can't focus on that.Today, I train.I rolled out of bed, my muscles stretching and tightening as I threw on simple clothes: black leggings, a grey tunic, boots I didn’t bother to lace too tightly. My fingers lingered briefly over the necklace Luca had returned to me weeks ago. I left it behind. I needed to be bare for this.The air outside was sharp with morning. I crossed the grounds briskly, eyes narrowing against the sun. My wolf was restless under my skin, pacing in circles, ears flicking forward with anticipation. Something about today felt different.And then I saw them.Luca and Elijah stood at the edge of the field. Luca, arms crossed, that dark stormy look painted on his face like war paint. Elijah had his usual calm smirk, but his hands were already flexi
Elena's POVThe morning came in sharp. Too sharp. Like glass slicing across her thoughts.I was up before the sun, just... waiting. My room felt too small, too quiet. Every creak in the walls made my skin crawl. I kept thinking of Luca, of his promise to send me back—back to the human world. And part of me hated how much I wanted that. The escape. The quiet. The safety.So when the knock came, I jumped like my bones were wired wrong.I opened the door, heart stuck in my throat—and there he was. Luca. His face as cold and unreadable as always, but his eyes... something flickered there."I'm not sending you back," he said. Just like that. No warning. No build-up. Like it was a fact carved into stone.“What?” It slipped out, weak and breathless.“I changed my mind. It’s safer if you stay. With me.”The relief hit me so fast it was almost shameful. I shouldn't have wanted to stay. Not after everything. Not with Julian still breathing the same air. But I did. I did want to stay. Not for th
Aria's POV He barged in like a storm. No knock, no warning—just fury in his eyes, in his breath, in every single step he took. I jumped up from the edge of my bed, heart slamming against my ribs like it knew something I didn’t yet.“Luca—?”“No.” His voice was stone. Cold. Final. “Pack your things.”What?“What?”“I need to send you back.” He didn’t flinch. “You and Elena. You’re leaving. Today.”My stomach dropped, heart skipped a beat. “What the hell are you talking about?”He shut the door behind him like he was sealing me in. “It’s not safe here. Julian’s made his move. You and Elena—you’re targets.”I stepped toward him, voice cracking. “You’re just going to send us away?! After everything?”“I’m not asking,” he snapped, eyes hard. “He’s with Victor. He wants the pack destroyed from the inside and you’re both leverage. He warned me. You die if I step out of line.”I couldn’t breathe. “So what—you send us away and hope he doesn’t follow?”“I’m keeping you alive,” he shouted back,
Aria's POV The day dragged. Everything moved like it was underwater—slow, muffled, distant. People talked to me, smiled at me, even asked if I wanted to spar or take a walk. I smiled back. I nodded. I lied.I was present, but I wasn’t there. I couldn’t be. Not with Julian’s words still slicing through my skull like knives.I checked in on Elena again. She was sitting up now, finally talking, eating. It warmed something in my chest, but even that couldn’t anchor me fully. Not when I knew he’d rip it all apart the second I misstepped.By late afternoon, I was walking the halls aimlessly, trying to clear the weight off my chest, when I felt it—him.Luca.He was leaning by the council corridor, arms crossed, eyes distant. But the moment he spotted me, they sharpened.And then he walked up.Slow. Measured. Watching me closely. “Hey,” he said, casual but not. “You got a minute?”I swallowed. “Yeah, of course.”We walked side by side, no destination, just movement. His shoulder brushed min
Luca’s POV I couldn’t sit still. How could I? She's been acting very weird and tense around me today. My gut wouldn't shut up…something was off.So I went. No guards. No knocking. Her door creaked open like it had been waiting for me, and there she was—sitting on the edge of her bed like she'd just seen a ghost. Or maybe she'd become one.“Aria.”She flinched. Well, that wasn’t a good sign.I stepped in. Closed the door behind me. “What’s going on?”Her mouth opened, then closed. Her hands were wringing the hem of her damn shirt like it might unravel her whole.“I—Luca, I... I followed Julian.”The air stopped in my lungs.“What?”“I followed him,” she said again, like saying it softer would make it better. “He left the pack through a secret door... one I didn’t even know existed. I—I had to see where he was going. I thought... I don’t know what I thought.”“Where did he go, Aria?” My voice was low. Too calm. That scary kind of calm before the shift starts taking over.“To the Sh
Aria's POVI stumbled back. My breath ragged. My body trembling and raw.Two. I’d killed two.I should run. I had to run.I didn’t wait. Not a second more.The second his body dropped, I turned and bolted—mud flying beneath my paws, twigs snapping underfoot, branches whipping across my face. I didn’t care. I just ran.The stench of blood clung to me, thick in my nose, but I forced it back. Focused only on the path ahead.I remembered—thank the moon—I remembered the way I came. The trees, the bend in the hill, that weird crooked stump that looked like a clawed hand reaching out of the dirt. It guided me like a ghost in the dark.My chest burned. My legs screamed. My whole body felt like it was about to fall apart.But I didn’t stop.The pack. I had to get back.I had to tell Luca.Whatever Julian was doing... whatever he was planning with them—he wasn’t done.My breath was ragged, chest still heaving from the run. My fur had barely settled beneath my skin, and my legs were aching like
Aria's POV And I snapped.I felt it before I even realized. A twig. Under my foot. Loud. So loud.Fuck.My whole body stiffened. I didn’t breathe. Didn’t blink. My hand shot out, gripping the nearest trunk as if it’d anchor me into silence. Julian froze ahead. I saw his shoulders go rigid, his head jerk slightly.No. No no no no.I pressed myself flat against the tree, heart hammering. He turned his head, eyes scanning the darkness like a damn predator. I could see the tension in his jaw even from here.I didn’t move. Not an inch. Not even to blink.A gust of wind passed. The trees groaned. Somewhere in the distance, an owl screeched.Then… he turned back around. Kept walking.I nearly collapsed with relief. My legs were jelly, my breath caught somewhere in my lungs.But I kept going.Julian wasn’t just taking a stroll. He was leaving the pack. And now I knew he had a secret way in and out.I kept on him. Careful. Real careful. My feet ached, legs burned, but I didn’t stop. Couldn’t.
Luca’s POVElijah’s eyes narrowed, jaw tight like he was seconds from snapping.“What?” His voice came out low, dangerous. “He wants to burn it all? Everything we’ve bled for?”I spun around, too pissed to hold it in any longer. “He said he’d rather watch the pack fall apart than see me on the throne,” I snapped. “And if I don’t bow to him, if I don’t let it all go to hell, he’s gonna rip me off that throne himself.”Elijah’s face twisted, rage crawling up his spine like wildfire.“That fucking bastard,” he hissed, eyes blazing. “I knew it. I fucking knew he was playing you, playing everyone. Goddamn snake.”I let out this broken laugh—bitter, tired, all teeth. “I’m screwed, Elijah. The council’s blind or bought, and now Julian’s breathing down my neck with threats. And what if… what if he’s the one behind Elena? What if he did that too, just to screw with me?”The silence cracked around us, heavy and sharp. Elijah’s fist slammed into the wall, hard enough to leave a dent. The noise e