ADAM'S POV“Adam!” Aria’s raspy voice cut through the room, surprising me so much that I nearly jumped out of my skin. I looked over at her, seeing her eyes wide with an intensity I hadn’t seen since before her accident.“Yes?” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though my heart pounded in my chest. Something about her look told me she wasn’t asking just any casual question.“You’re not answering my question,” she said softly, her gaze steady and her head tilted in that usual way when she was trying to figure something out. “I asked if there’s something you're keeping from me. I feel like something is going with you, so please, tell me. What’s wrong?”I hesitated, not sure of what to say. Seeing her lying in that hospital bed, so fragile yet so determined, made me want to protect her all the more. She had endured so much already; I didn’t want to add to her pain–that was the last thing I wanted.I forced a smile, but it felt wrong even as I did it. “Aria, I don’t know what you’re
ADAM'S POVThe voice behind me made my blood run cold. I turned slowly, already knowing what I would find but praying I was wrong.There stood Aria, gripping her IV stand for support, her face as white as her hospital gown. Her lips had lost all colour, and her eyes… her eyes were red and fixed on my phone with an intensity that scared me.I quickly looked away not knowing what to say or do."Adam..."Slowly, I looked up, still startled, and saw her swaying, looking like she could collapse at any second.Without hesitation, I rushed forward, reaching out just in time to catch her before she fell. She leaned into me, her weight heavy, fragile, like she had been barely holding on.Her voice was rough, raw, like she had swallowed sand. She struggled to get the words out, each one strained and painful. "Adam...was it Dante who saved me that night?"My heart dropped. There it was. The question I had hoped she would never ask, the one that had haunted me ever since the night Dante threw him
ARIA'S POVAdam’s words kept on echoing in my mind, ripping open memories I had buried. Suddenly, it was as if I were back in that car, overwhelmed by the smell of smoke and burnt metal.The day of the accident... I remembered the rogue slamming into my car. Then, in bits and pieces, like flashes from a bad dream, I felt the fire, the intense heat. I was trapped, tangled in the wreckage, feeling my skin burn as everything faded to a blur.I placed a hand on my head, trying to sort it out, to push the pieces into place. "I… I remember being pulled out. Someone was there," I whispered, almost to myself, but Adam was watching, his eyes guarded.In the confusion, I remembered a voice, calling my name. "I heard… I think I heard his voice. He was calling out to me, wasn’t he?" I looked at Adam, hoping he would deny it, hoping he would tell me it was just my mind playing tricks.But Adam’s face was serious, his silence speaking louder than any words."Oh my goodness! I thought it was just a
FINN'S POVAfter I hung up the phone, I let out a shaky breath and slumped against the wall, feeling my knees buckle under the weight of everything. I slid down until I was sitting on the floor, my head in my hands.Reaching out to Adam was something I really didn't want to do, but I had thought maybe, just maybe, he could help me find someone… a better doctor for Dante. But I never thought Aria would hear what was going on, and now everything was even more tangled, more messed up.My body felt like it had been through a lot this past week—sleepless nights, constant shocks, a hundred plans just to have them all fall apart. And for what?I bit back a growl as I thought about the true root of all this chaos: Linda. The woman who dared to call herself part of our family, who smiled sweetly and said the right things in front of my mother, all the while betraying us in the cruelest way.Linda. That bitch!!The rage twisted in my gut as I thought of her, standing there pretending to care, h
ADAM'S POVAfter the call with Finn and everything that happened, I turned my attention to Aria. She gripped the side of her hospital bed tightly, her knuckles turning white, her face drained of all colour. Her eyes, lost, kept drifting towards the door, as if Dante might walk through it any second, somehow alive and well.I reached out, gently guiding her back on the bed, helping her settle until her head was resting comfortably on the pillow."Aria," I whispered, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Once Finn has taken care of things on his end, I promise I’ll take you to see Dante."She let out a shaky breath, her hand curling around mine in a desperate grip. "Do you… do you think he’ll be okay, Adam?"I held her hand tighter, trying to find words that wouldn’t break her. "I am… we are doing everything we can. Finn is trying to make sure you’ll be able to see him soon. I know it’s hard, but for now, you need to rest.""Adam," she whispered, a hint of panic still in her v
FINN'S POVThe air in Dante's hospital room was thick with tension, the kind that twisted itself into knots in your stomach and refused to let go.I was standing by the window, watching the gray clouds drift aimlessly across the sky, when the faint sound of footsteps brought me back to reality.My mother sat next to me, her hands clenched so tightly in her lap that her knuckles were white. Neither of us had said much, too consumed by worry, by fear, by the heavy burden of waiting.Suddenly, the door opened, and the Griffith Pack’s medical team walked in, each one of them moving with an air of authority, dressed in pristine white coats bearing their pack’s emblem.The moment they entered, everyone froze. My mother let out a small, shocked gasp, and I felt my own heart skip a beat. Even Linda, who had been sitting across the room pretending to be lost in thought, looked up, her face momentarily slipping as recognition flashed in her eyes.The hospital staff, who had been bustling around
FINN'S POVDr. Pierce slowly pulled his mask down, meeting our eyes with a calm, steady gaze. He paused for just a second, then finally spoke the words we had been aching to hear. "Congratulations. Alpha Dante’s surgery was a success. He will regain consciousness in a few hours."For a moment, the words didn’t register. I just stood there, frozen, while everyone around us erupted into cheers and claps. And then, as the reality sank in, I turned to my mother. Her face was lit up with relief and joy.Without a word, we embraced, holding each other tightly."Thank you," I whispered, my voice choked with emotion as I turned to Dr. Pierce. "Thank you so much, Doctor. You and your team… we owe you everything."He offered a small, polite nod. "It was a team effort," he said with a reassuring smile. "Alpha Dante is strong. Now it’s only a matter of time before he’s awake. He’ll need rest, of course, but I’m confident he’ll make a full recovery."I couldn’t help but let out a shaky laugh. I re
FINN'S POVI had barely taken a moment to sit down when my mother’s phone call to Linda seemed to end as quickly as it had started.Moments later, Linda arrived at the hospital, almost as if she had been waiting around the corner for that very invitation. Dressed in a crisp white dress, her hair perfectly styled, and that strong perfume—something floral and suffocating—she came striding down the hallway with a broad, beaming smile."Finn!" she called, her voice echoing in the quiet hallway as she hurried towards me. “I heard the good news. Has Dante woken up yet?”The smile on her face was bright but unsettling. I struggled to keep my expression neutral as I stepped back from her strong perfume.My stomach twisted, and I tried to ignore the nausea that rose up with every breath. "Uhmm," I managed, plastering on a strained smile. "No, he hasn’t woken up yet. The doctor said we still need to wait a little longer."Linda barely let the words register before she brushed past me and walked
ARIA'S POV A day later, the verdict for Linda was announced, quick and final. Exile. The word echoed in my mind as I stood by the open window of my room, watching the morning sun rising through the clouds. Linda’s punishment felt like the closing of a chapter, one filled with betrayal, pain, and chaos. Her exile was the beginning of a new order.I had heard the details from Adam earlier that morning. His voice had been calm but firm as he explained it.“Her and her family have been stripped of her title and banished permanently," Adam said, pacing in front of me. His broad shoulders seemed even broader with the weight of leadership on them. "Her pack is no more. It is now part of the Blood Moon Pack, under the Griffith Alpha.”I nodded, taking in his words, though I felt a flicker of sadness. Not for Linda, but for what could have been. She had ruined her own life, blinded by ambition and greed.“Did she say anything?” I asked softly, curious despite myself.Adam stopped pacing an
DANTE'S POV Standing in the middle of the room, my mouth fell open, and I froze. My entire body went stiff as I stared in shock.Outside the window, the sky changed like a living painting, its colours swirling and intensifying. It was mesmerizing and terrifying all at once. The pale blue of daytime changed into shades of red and gold, enveloping the hospital room in an eerie crimson light.“What… what’s happening?” I whispered, my voice barely audible.A loud, bone-chilling howl cut through the silence, making the hair on my arms stand on end. My eyes quickly snapped back to Aria.She wasn’t just lying in bed anymore. No. Her body was changing. Her limbs stretched, her frame twisted, and a silvery light surrounded her like a shield. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched in awe and fear.“Aria…” I breathed, taking a hesitant step forward.Her body shook violently, her skin glowing faintly under the changing light. Then, with one final shudder, she transformed. Where Aria had b
DANTE'S POV Before I could answer Adam's question, Aria’s soft voice broke the silence in the hospital room. It wasn’t loud, but it pierced through the stillness like a sharp blade.“Everything that happened, it's all because of you,” she said.Her words hit me harder than I expected. My chest tightened, and for a moment, I couldn’t even breathe. The air in the room grew heavy, suffocating, and I felt the weight of her accusation settling deep in my gut. She wasn’t wrong. It was truly my fault, no matter how much I tried to explain or justify it to myself.I looked at her, but she didn’t turn away or soften. Her eyes, even in her weakened state, held anger. Hurt. Maybe even fear.“I know,” I said quietly. My voice sounded strange in my own ears, low and heavy with guilt. I didn’t even try to argue because I knew it wouldn’t matter. Words wouldn’t undo what had happened. I had let this happen to her. I nodded, lowering my gaze. “I know, Aria.”It suddenly felt like my throat was mad
DANTE'S POV The drive to the hospital was a blur. My hands were holding the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white. I glanced over at Aria again and again. She was silent, curled up in the passenger seat, staring ahead with a blank expression. Her face was pale, and her body shook with every bump in the road."Aria," I said softly, my voice breaking. "Are you okay? Please, say something. Anything at all."She didn’t respond, only closing her eyes tightly as if she were trying to block out the world. My chest tightened, guilt suffocating me. This was my fault. Every tear, every tremble, it was all because of me.When we finally reached the hospital, I didn’t waste a second. I jumped out of the car, ran to her side, and lifted her into my arms. She didn’t resist but held onto me weakly. I burst through the hospital doors, my voice loud."I need help! Someone help her now!"A nurse rushed forward, her eyes wide. "What happened?""She’s been through… something terrib
ARIA'S POVThe three men had their filthy hands all over me, laughing as though they had just won a lottery.“Look at her,” one of them sneered, his eyes scanning me like I was some kind of prize. “This one is going to make us famous. Just wait till the camera gets this.”Another man chuckled as he adjusted the camera on the tripod. “Don’t rush, man. We’ve got all night. Let’s make this a show they’ll never forget.”My heart pounded as I struggled to move, to do anything, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. “Please,” I whimpered, tears streaming down my face. “Please, don’t do this. I’ll give you money, houses, cars. Anything. Just let me go. My family is rich.”“Money?” the tallest one scoffed, kneeling beside me. “What’s the fun in that? Nah, sweetheart, we’re here for something better.” He leaned closer, his disgusting breath hot against my face. “And you? You’re… so perfect and beautiful. I just can't wait to see what you got down there.”The third man smirked, crossing his arms as he
ARIA'S POV One of them smirked, his gaze raking over me like I was a piece of meat. “She’s pretty enough,” he said, his voice rough and cold. “We could have some fun with her.”My blood ran cold. My breath hitched as I stared at Linda, disbelief and terror washing over me. “Linda, no,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Please, don’t do this.”She looked at me, her smile sharp and venomous. “Why not? You’ve ruined my life. Why shouldn’t I ruin yours?”Tears streamed down my face now, and I couldn’t stop them. “Linda, please. I didn’t do anything. I swear. Just let me go.”She squatted again, her face inches from mine. “You don’t get it, do you?” she said softly. “This isn’t just about today. This is about everything. Every time you smiled at him, every time he talked about you, every time I had to wonder if he was thinking about you instead of me. You took him from me, Aria. And now, I’m taking everything from you.”Her words cut deeper than any knife. I wanted to scream, to fight back,
ARIA'S POV I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. Over and over, it wouldn’t stop. At first, I thought it was just my alarm, but when I opened my eyes, it wasn’t the usual beep. It was vibrating like crazy on the nightstand.Rubbing my eyes, I reached for it, still half-asleep. Messages lit up the screen. Missed calls too. I squinted, trying to focus. The first message I saw was from Adam: "Are you with Dante?"My heart jumped a little. Why would Adam ask me that? And why on earth would I be with Dante?I typed back slowly, still confused: "No, I’m at home sleeping. Why?"I hadn’t even hit send when Finn’s name popped up on the screen. He was calling. I swiped to answer, still lying in bed.“Finn?” My voice cracked.“Aria!” Finn’s voice was sharp, loud, and panicked. “Dante is gone! He ran away from the wedding!”“What?” I sat up so fast my blanket fell off me. “What do you mean he ran away? Where would he go?”“That’s what I’m asking you!” Finn snapped. “Are you with him? Di
LINDA'S POV The entire mansion was filled with a lot of activity. My mother, friends, and even the servants were all around me, moving around quickly like moths drawn to a warm light.The air smelled of lavender and sage, and the faint sound of chants could be heard from the ceremonial grounds outside. It was finally my wedding day, the moment I had waited for my entire life, and I couldn’t stop smiling.I was marrying the man I had always loved. Dante.“Hold still, Linda,” my mother said sharply, adjusting my veil for the hundredth time. “You don’t want to look like a mess walking down the aisle, do you?”I rolled my eyes but stayed still. “I’m fine, Mother. It’s perfect.”She stepped back and looked at me with a rare softness in her eyes. “You’ve finally gotten what you wanted,” she said, her voice quiet, almost emotional. “You’re about to marry the man you love. I hope you’re happy.”“I am, Mother,” I said, my voice steady but full of excitement. “I couldn’t be happier.”Her lips
ARIA'S POV I tried so much to look calm, though my heart felt uneasy. Dante hesitated, his eyes scanning the room before landing back on me. To my surprise, he asked softly, “Can we go outside? Maybe to the balcony?”I glanced at him, skeptical. Part of me wanted to say no and walk away, but his tone wasn’t demanding. It felt... vulnerable. After a moment of hesitation, I nodded and followed him.The balcony was quiet, with only the faint hum of voices from the banquet hall in the background. The night air was cool, and the moon hung low, creating a soft light over everything. Dante leaned on the railing, looking down at his hands as if trying to find the right words.For a moment, he didn’t say anything.I tilted my head, waiting for him to speak. When he finally did, his words caught me off guard.“Aria... do you still like the colour blue?”I blinked, not sure how to respond. “Blue?” I repeated, raising an eyebrow.He nodded quickly, almost nervously. “Yeah, blue. It used to be