I Hate Him

Carlos’ POV

With my legs drawn up to my chin, I had my hands strapped around it as I stared into space.

The only thing on my mind at the moment was setting things right with Nora. I needed her forgiveness because, not only was I going to become a free man, I will be able to find out what exactly happened.

The answers I had been searching for were in my Pack and I couldn't lay my hands on them if I remained in the confines of the cell.

Biting my lower lips, I shut my eyes tightly and at once Aria’s face appeared in my head, making me snap my eyes open at once.

“Aria.” I muttered, fiddling with my fingers. “I wonder what happened that night.”

The night of the rejection was still fresh in my head like it happened a few minutes ago. I tried to pierce the events of the night together yet I still find it unbelievable.

“Was it Aria who used my identity to plot Nora’s death?” I pondered.

If truly Aria was the architect behind the plot, then she must have planned it for a long time. And