Chapter hundred twenty-four

Ariah’s POV

The whole plan was already figured out even before nighttime came.

There was just one thing left to do before James and it all depended on whether he loved his pack enough to care about me. I was so tense, what if he didn’t give a fuck if I died or not? That would collapse the whole plan and also my hopes of ever escaping from this sick hell hole he called a pack.

“Your adventurous journey has made you do a lot of crazy stuff, Ariah,” Leia said, her tone carrying a hint of pride.

I scoffed with a secret smile as I stood by the window, looking at the sunset while I waited for James's arrival. I never for once thought I would be so eager for him to come back to the same space.

“Is that a compliment?” I asked with my chin raised.

“Well…” I sensed hesitation in her reply. “You’ve come so far and I think I’m starting to fear for you, Ariah. It’s a strange ominous feeling about this particular escape.” She replied.

“Don’t get all dramatic and motherly now, Leia,” I sai