Aria's pov; It felt like I had known her for years and not just a day or a few hours. Staring at her, I didn't need to think of the answer to the question she asked me as it was just as simple as I knew it'd be. "No. I have no idea why they're all like this. I thought you'd... maybe, know something about it." I couldn't be any more surprised by my ability to keep a straight face while saying this. I kind of had an idea as to why they were all staring like this but you could say I still wanted to be sure and wasn't just going to tell out my secret to someone I just knew. "Hm. We'll find out sooner or later. Let's just keep going," she said with so much reassurance that was beginning to tell me that she had her own way of doing things. In response, I nodded my head, feeling more confident than I had been before walking into the school. As we made our way to our first class, it was difficult not to even feel more stares on us. Even those who were engaged in an argument sub
Aria's pov; "Third day?" There was no way I was about to let her words go like she hadn't just said something that caught my attention. "Oh yes...," she started to answer, right before perching her glasses properly on her nose and turning to briefly look at me. I couldn't help but frown, momentarily speechless and even just as confused. Why was she making it seem like no one had ever dared to skip classes for a week and me doing it was something new and forbidden? It was something I needed to know and I had to know at the same time. "No one ever really gets the chance to take a long break like you did without being expelled or suspended," she said, smiling at me, the corners of her eyes crinkling at the sides. It was odd seeing her smile like this and for some reason, it was a comfortable feeling and at the same time, it was the kind of feeling that I didn't wish to experience the second time again. "What exactly are you talking about? They might have expelled me and I'm not e
Aria's pov; I watched Emily's cheek turn a sudden shade of pink before all of her face grew pink too. Slowly and steadily, her face morphed into a chaotic one and I almost believed she was about to burst. "Are you okay? You look like you're about to explode and your face is all red and steaming." My question wasn't supposed to come out that way but it couldn't be helped that this was how I was feeling and the words that I wanted to say. "S...sure. I... I'm fine," she stammered, smiling and almost causing my eyes to widen in surprise. Seeing such expression on a face like hers had come like a big shock to me. Who would have thought someone like her was capable of smiling to the point that all of her cheeks and even her eyes would light up with so much joy? As it turned out, there were certain words that could make even the coldest at heart turn soft. Such was the same for Emily. I once believed she was the type who barely smiled or even didn't smile at her but inste
Aria's pov; Shockingly, class went better than I or Emily ever thought it would go. What surprised me more was the fact that the students who had all been throwing weird glances were all suddenly pretending not to have seen me. Even the few ones who I expected to walk up to me and possibly show me they weren't happy about anything, had become all soft and meek, avoiding my path at all cost. "Is it just me or is everyone avoiding you?" asked Emily, the same question I had in mind. I had my hand on my stomach, unconsciously rubbing and then holding my bag tightly to my body staring around and nodding my head along with her. "It's definitely not just you. They're all acting so weird and it's just a matter of time before one of them would have no choice but to say whatever it is that's going on," I answered, blowing out one loud breath, rolling my eyes at the prospect of what was going on. No sooner had I said this did Esmeralda who I hadn't set my eyes on since the moment
Third person's POV; Time and time again, Ronald had been trying to get Aria's last look off his mind but the scent of her holding back her tears kept replaying in his head, reminding him of the things he should have done- what he was supposed to do but the suddenness of being caught up in an unexpected news had made him speechless. Trying to sign some pack papers was a big failure and the thought of his mate being far away from him while being pregnant caused an unsettling feeling in his chest. Nothing seemed to be going right for him ever since a week ago when he had chosen to escape reality rather than facing it. Even sparring with his warriors hadn't been helping since all of them failed to hit him just for once. He had been the only one venting and had in no way received a payback. It wasn't because they were all too scared to touch him but because none of them were strong enough to. Now that he sat in his office, brooding over his decision of escaping reality rather
Aria's pov; And then, in the blink of an eye, the new week came and I had long been dreading it- dreading having to see Damien get married or entangled with Esmeralda. It was the kind of feeling I never knew I had not until that day when Esmeralda had made the announcement. Did I really have the right to feel betrayed about all of this when I was also carrying someone else's child? And when I also had unclear feelings for the said father of this baby? No matter how hard I tried to convince myself, it just didn't sit right with me and I didn't need anyone to tell me how much truth I was turning a blind eye to. To make matters worse, Damien was yet to show himself to me since the time Esmeralda had made the announcement. If it wasn't because no one else had heard from me, I would have thought he was intentionally avoiding me but after pretending to blend in with the students in school, it was easy to get this much information. As I sat in front of the lake, wondering and broo
Aria's pov: "Aria, look at me," said Damien, pulling my hand with just the right amount of force and stepping into my space, allowing our eyes to meet. With him speaking so gently to me, I was only reminded of how selfish I was being when I had no right to feel how I was feeling now. Why should I be feeling bad because he was getting wed to someone else when I was carrying someone else's child too? The more I tried to think of a better explanation to this, the clearer it became and it was difficult to admit that this was how I felt. "Damien, you are going to become a married man soon enough. You shouldn't be here with me and you shouldn't even be feeling sorry towards me for something that isn't your fault. Have you forgotten, there's nothing between us. We're just friends," I said, laughing slightly at the last part and finally meeting his eyes. My words were a bid to not only convince him but to convince myself and open my eyes clearly to the one thing I was beginning to
Third person's POV; Even the lake seemed to agree with the silent words from Damien; a gentle promise of things to be done that kept sending Aria back to the position she thought she had bypassed. At first, the complicated feelings for Damien had seemed like something that occured as a result of having physical contact with him. She had believed it to be something that was going to just die down in no time- at most, in a few days and at the appearance of Ronald, the feelings turned into guilt before going back to the usual, as if to tell her that she hadn't done anything wrong. "Aria, won't you look at me and tell me to my face that we should stay friends?" asked Damien, gripping her chin in his hand and gently forcing her to stare up at him. His jaw ticked with anger, with obvious tension in his shoulder and the veins that lined his arms down to his fingers ticked and moved about, as if threatening to burst out. As for Aria, hearing him speak to her like this only made
Third person's POV;Like the honest sound of rejection, the words said to him hours away kept replaying in Ronald's head. At first, when he heard her say it, he believed she had been talking to the doctor but upon closer admittance, he realised she was talking to no one but him. Sitting in the waiting room with his legs splayed apart and his head down, thoughts kept running through his head and emotions he had never felt. By the side, Lucas couldn't help but keep stealing glances at his Alpha who had remained in one position for the past hours, baffled as to what might be up. The young man who now looked better than he did for the past month chose not to be surprised by his Alpha since he had been there to witness many more surprising things when his mate had not only lost their baby but almost lost her life too. “A…lpha, you should clean up properly. The Luna might want to see you after this,” he said after battling internally with himself on whether or not to talk. Saying this h
Aria's pov:“Ohhhh!” I woke up with a loud shout, my back leaving the bed as I gasped for air. Immediately, I felt every single pain rock through my body, leaving me to regret my decision of standing up without thinking twice. Staring around me, it was obvious how different the one place in my dream had been compared to here. Every single breath I took made me aware of how realistic this was. Aside from the sound of footsteps filtering into my ears, the strong smell of disinfectant and drugs was a nightmare and it was difficult to still not know how different this was. Thinking back to the long dream I had, I was convinced that there were some spirit forces set aside to watch everyone in the real world in order to properly plot out what was going to happen in the dream. The more I thought about what happened, the more I was left to gape in surprise. How could all of that have happened just in the dream?“Miss Aria?...” The doctor calling out to me successfully brought me out of m
Aria's pov: One second I was fighting against Ronald's subtle hold and then, the next second, i was facing him, my hands held to the back by one of his, and the other grabbing my chin gently. "Hey! Let go! What do you - hmmm," cold lips pressed against mine, intruding my mouth and going into every nook and corner of it that I hadn't been expecting. My hands limply moved beside me and I was embarrassed to say I couldn't even lift them up, talk more of using them to push Ronald away. It felt like his intruding kiss had drawn away every little bit of strength I had been saving for myself, rendering me helpless and useless. His tongue, like a well cultured dance slowly began to move around my mouth. Starting with tracing my lips gently, still keeping my mouths open with his and slowly sought its way in, seemingly like a gentleman. If it wasn't because of the way he had ceased me to himself, catching me off guard, then I might have thought he was a gentleman. Now, ev
Aria's pov; A lie. A total lie. .I loved every bit of Ronald pressing against my behind while I fought to control myself. Telling him 'no' was the best decision I felt I could have made, rather than doing something that would cause me troubles. Troubles I couldn't have foreseen - troubles that were only just going to hit me like a raging volcano. Even the thought of it was like having a snake crawl up my spine, leaving me with the sudden urge to just scream my lungs out. "You shouldn't tell lies now, should you?" Ronald's soft whisper into my ear was the last thing I needed at moments like this. I swallowed, cussing silently at the betrayal of my body which shivered in rhythm to his fingers trailing my wrist and my stomach. I could feel it. I could feel the heat despite how cold it was, and even the way his fingers kept toiling around my stomach, it was as if he was waiting for something before going all out. Was he waiting for me to give in? Never! I stubborn
Aria's pov; "Now, now, now, mate. I know you want to say it just as much as I want you to. You don't have to hide from me. I'd give you everything you ever wished for," Ronald said, still smiling while my anger was slowly starting to get to the roof. There was one thing about the way he stared into my eyes that made it appear like he knew about all the things I was hiding no matter how well I tried to do it from him. To me, it was like I didn't have my privacy to myself, with an intruder barging in at the most unpleasant time. "Shouldn't you be busy with college work or something? I'm guessing you don't have time to talk with me now," I said with a scornful laugh while trying to force my chin out of his hand but as it turned out, I seemed to have overestimated how much power he held within those fingers because after several attempts at trying to move my chin from his hold, it ended up being useless. Frustrated, I squeezed my eyebrows tightly to show my dissatisfaction,
Aria's pov: Waking up from the dream, I stared around me only to see that it was as silent as it could get. Even the machines were nowhere in sight and I couldn't help but frown before taking a look at my body to see if I didn't really need help as I had thought in the first place. "Yes, it's intact. Nothing is missing," I said to myself in confusion and my sudden attempt at trying to stand up was an action that made it appear like I was making the biggest mistake of my life. Surprisingly, standing up on one foot wasn’t as difficult as I thought it was going to be after a month of not moving. If at all, it only made me seem like my body was more flexible and as it was, it seemed like I was walking on the clouds. “This is so easy. Not even as difficult as I thought it would be,” I said, chuckling to myself and feeling very proud that I didn’t have to rely on anybody to be able to do this. Previously, upon waking up, there was this sudden urge I had to be able to walk with
Aria's pov; Not again. Not this same scene again. This wasn't where I wanted to be and even the universe must be aware and was only using this to mock me. I didn't expect to find myself here again, not after collapsing in the ward again, only few minutes after waking from my already long consciousness. The scene I didn't even want to re enact slowly replayed in front of me like a movie. Each and everytime I had painted images in my head, there happened to be a point where a gentle tweak was going to happen and there after, there was a possibility of everything changing, like a whole new scene. As I sat back on the recliner chair, thinking about the past of the thoughts I had back then when I had no idea that things like this wasn't going to happen, a smile spread on my face just thinking about it. What had I pictured my first time with my lover was going to be? At that period, most ladies my age had all had their fair share of what sex was but yet, there I was, in a who
Aria's pov; I don't know what had been existing in this ward since I woke up but its presence couldn't be compared to the one that I had first felt. I could feel the doctor cease to stop breathing and his eyes were as wide as saucers, gaping at me, looking star struck. Yes, I wouldn't have thought the present me would be saying something like this now but it couldn't be helped. "A...ria? It's me. Ronald," Ronald said in the most gentle voice I've ever heard him speak in but I'd be a fool to fall for this again. Thinking about it, where had he been up until the moment I told him about being pregnant and till I lost the child, thanks to his jealous lover? Without saying a word, I chose to remain quiet, ignoring the lies escaping his mouth and choosing to focus on me instead. "Get out!" I said again, this time, louder and sharper than before. A small gasp from the doctor had me knowing he was still here, frozen in shock but I couldn't be bothered about his presence,
One month later Aria's pov; Eternal darkness was the one thing I've been seeing repeatedly. I had no idea how much time had passed and neither did I want to. During my long wait in the darkness, I had been in enough pain to keep me awake. Despite this, not a single voice had I heard and not even a sign of light. Darkness was the one word I could use to describe my current state. "Would she be waking up anytime soon?" I heard a voice asked calmly. And for the first time, I felt my body come alive. Not because of the words of the person but because after a long time, when I thought all hope was lost, I finally heard one voice and this time, it wasn't just my wolf trying to talk to me or me trying to encourage myself. It was real and I could feel it. I tried to force my eyes open just like every other time, but only tried harder while hoping on the stars that there was going to be a change. I couldn't feel my eyes and neither could I feel any other part of my body b