Aria I accepted the CEO’s offer. It was just as he said—a once in a lifetime opportunity for someone like me, who had no college degree—and I knew as much. So when he had offered me an internship while still dogsitting full-time, I couldn’t refuse. “I still can’t believe it, Bella,” I said, mo
The girl shrugged. “Something like that,” she replied, then stuck her hand out. “I’m Lily, by the way.” Finally, someone friendly. “Aria.” When Lily pulled her hand back, gripping the partition once more, she cocked her head to the side and wrinkled her nose. “What perfume are you wearing?”
Aria I found myself deposited on the shore of the pool like a sack of potatoes, sputtering and coughing up cold water. Lucas was whimpering and licking my face, his giant furry head nudging me. Shivering, I raised myself on shaking arms and looked over to see Darren calmly climbing out of the po
“You can shower here,” he said, handing me the clothes. I held them up: a white t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, both clearly belonging to him, and far too big for me. I couldn’t go downstairs in these… “I’ll wash your clothes,” he said, as if reading my mind yet again. “Don’t worry. My machi
Aria Everyone suddenly turned and stared at me—even Darren. “Oh, really?” I managed, waving my hand dismissively. “It should be a coincidence. Probably just a similar scent. I noticed that you didn't like my perfume so I just used another one.” Lily sniffed me again and raised an eyebrow. “Do
Arthur’s eyes widened behind his glasses. “But she’s a hu—” “Stop right there,” Darren growled, causing the supervisor to snap his mouth shut. “I don’t give a damn. And watch your tone.” Without another word, Darren glanced at his watch and strode out of the conference room. The others began gat
Aria POVThat day, I tried to motivate my coworkers. But every time I’d ask for help or suggest something to help improve the workflow around the office, I’d just be met with the same sidelong glances and snide comments as before.Eventually, I gave up. It was five o’clock by that point anyway, so I grabbed my things and went home, glad to be out of that judgmental environment for a little while.But I wasn’t home for long before a text from Darren came through.“Can you come to my office?”I frowned at my phone as I lounged on my couch, wrapped up in a blanket. It was past seven o’clock, well after my scheduled hours, and Darren was already texting me.“I just got home,” I replied, feeling a little frustrated.A moment later, another text came through: “I can come to you. It’s important. Address?”I sighed and sent it to him. “Just so you know,” I added at the end, “I won’t allow after-hours house calls forever.”Three bubbles, and then: “I know. It’ll just be this one time, I promi
“I’m not your baby. I never was. I was just a plaything for you.” She took a step back and began to shut the door, but Jackson stuck his foot out and stopped it from closing fully. “Dad, I think she’s in trouble,” Lucas whined. “I think we should save her!”“No.” I held a hand out to my son. “Not unless she really needs us.”“But—”“I said no, Lucas.”My son whined in protest, hackles raising. Even my own inner wolf was urging me to intervene, anger taking hold of me, but I stopped myself. This wasn’t my battle to fight; Aria seemed capable enough. “Fuck off, Jackson!” Aria pulled the door back and slammed it against his foot, causing him to grunt in pain, but he just used the opportunity to force himself closer to her. “Baby, just talk to me! I miss you so much! C’mon, don’t be such a prude!” “No! Get out of my house!!” Suddenly, before I could stop him, Lucas was barking and bolting around the corner. I lunged after him, but it was too late; he charged headfirst into the apartme
Liam snorted a little. When I glanced over at him, he was clearly trying to hide a smirk. Lucas perked up. “Does that mean Mommy’s a wolf like me?” The doctor chuckled as he prepared a syringe. “We’ll see, little guy. For now, let’s just get this blood drawn.” I held out my arm, and the doctor
Aria Lucas nuzzled into my lap, his mismatched eyes wide as I read aloud the story from the children’s book. He’d found it in the playroom at the hospital, and snuggled up into bed with me, practically begging me to read it for him. “And then the rabbit said,” I continued, “‘But how can I trust
“What’s best for us?” I repeated, incredulous. “You think nearly killing my mate was what’s best for us?” “She’s a human, Darren!” Tracy hissed, standing from her chair and planting her hands on the desk. “A human mate is nothing but a liability. You know that. The elders know that. Everyone knows
Darren The door to Tracy’s office slammed against the wall as I stormed inside, the toxicology report from Aria’s hospital visit clutched tightly in my hand. Tracy looked up from her desk, her eyebrows shooting up with surprise. “Darren!” She offered me one of her usual cheerful smiles—the sort
Aria My body felt like it was floating through a void. I didn’t have any dreams—no prophecies, no dead parents coming to give me cryptic messages, none of that. Everything was just… dark. And then I woke up. Sort of. The first thing I noticed as I slowly returned to consciousness was the s
Aria I felt like I was swimming through molasses, my limbs heavy, my thoughts muddled as I argued with Lily. Every word seemed to come out of me in a slurring rush, every movement erratic and unnatural. “You always act like you’re better than me! But you’re just... you’re just jealous!” Lily s
My heart skipped a beat. “Lucas, where did you hear about mates?” He looked up, his eyes earnest. “Liam told me a little. He said when a werewolf finds their mate, they fall in love and stay together forever. And I heard you say once that Aria is your mate.” I sighed, running a hand through my h
Darren The wind rushed through my dark fur as I sprinted through the forest, the earthy scent of pine and damp soil filling my senses. Lucas bounded ahead of me, his smaller wolf form agile and quick as he weaved expertly between the trees. In moments like these, I felt truly free—unburdened by
Her words felt genuine, and for the first time in days, I felt a flicker of relief. It wasn’t much, but it was something. “I’m gonna run to the restroom,” I said, sliding off my stool. “I’ll be back in a minute.” “Take your time,” Tracy replied, lifting her glass in a mock toast. I weaved thro