*Aria*It had only been one day at the Academy and someone had already discovered my secret. At least it was Atlas and he was willing to help me. I blushed at the idea of trading a kiss for help as I made my way to my next class. The hallways had large windows that let in the sunshine and I enjoyed the way it felt on my face. My next class was an herbology class. Most of the students were witches and warlocks but I chose it as an elective. You never know when herbology will come in handy. I was paired with a nice witch who showed me some tips on distinguishing between different types of herbs as we put together a salve of sorts. The professor explained that it was a good way to heal burns. He wasn’t as young or handsome as Atlas, not even close. It was really odd to me that he was a professor in the first place - none of them had been as young as him so far. I had a break after that class and decided to spend it unpacking instead of in the food hall, although my stomach prot
I answered the phone as soon as she called. “Hello?” I said as I pushed my phone to my cheek. “Hey, Aria, so much for calling me once you move in,” Joyce said. She’d been my best friend since we were kids, always promising one another to be the first to tell the other good or bad news. As life had gotten pretty real recently, it was hard to remember who I’d promise to talk to once I was on campus. “How’s school so far?”I took a deep breath, not sure where to even start. I could go on about the fistfight or my full-on make-out session with my professor or go into detail about how Rebecca would ruin my life at some point. “It’s been something alright. My new roommate’s as rich as they come.”“Really? Be careful not to break any of her priceless belongings,” said Joyce.“You’re right,” I laughed, looking around at how much stuff had been added to the room. “I’m happy you called, though. I need to ask you something.”“Yeah, anything,” said Joyce.“How was my parents? D
“This time no one will come to help you.” Rebecca had an evil smile on her face.Rebecca’s followers pushed me further behind the building. I knew I was in trouble then. I tried my best to dodge their attacks, but I was caught —then she grabbed me and pulled me into the near-facing wall.Rebecca used her abilities to hold an advantage over me, of course, but I couldn't break free; she started to hit me as her followers circled me, forcing me closer to her. I sighed, thinking how horrible of a time it was to have been caught like this with no power to do anything about it.My spine was pressed against the cold stone, a force so strong that I caught onto Rebecca’s game—she was using her ability to prevent me from moving, which would explain why I was unable to walk into her just a few moments ago. The bitch was using her abilities, and I couldn’t break free no matter how much I tried to fight it.I kept my eyes open as Rebecca slapped me, turning my cheeks a violent red. Her fo
*Aria*I saw a faint bright light above me, washing out the white ceiling. I peeked one eye open, feeling the soreness between them. I turned my head to the left, seeing the emergency signs and posters—I was in the infirmary. Looking down, I was expertly wrapped in a blanket, my arms clean and free from any blemishes or cuts. I tried to sit up, but my ribs still ached, although they felt much better than they did during the attack. I rubbed the area that hurt most, closing my eyes back as the pain subsided. It was the best part about being a werewolf, except for the enhanced speed and secret groups—the ability to heal fast. I rubbed a circle over the area, finding the pain again. I winced, feeling the pain skin deep. It was a feeling I could never forget, the pain in knowing that something like that happened to me, and the physical ache that stuck with me no matter how I squirmed. But no matter what, I had been given a chance to carefully plot my revenge. No matter how many
Fury raged through my body like a river. My blood boiling at the sight of my mate bruised and battered on the ground. Purple and blue mingling together on her beautiful skin, it made me sick. Who had done this to her? I gathered Aria into my arms and ran her across campus, not caring who saw. She felt so limp and lifeless it made me sick, it was only the occasional stirring and labored breathing that kept me hopeful. We were at the infirmary in minutes. “Somebody help me, now!” I demanded of the infirmary and there was a flurry of activity from the nurses as I helped them get her into bed and hooked into an IV. The doctor put an arm on me and I turned to him, the look in my eyes making him a little scared. “You need to wait outside, I will come get you once we have her stabilized.” I didn’t know what to do, I listened - anything to help my mate recover. Outline in the linoleum halls I stalked up and down, worry gnawing at my heart. Whoever had done this to Aria would pay. They
We’re back in the infirmary and Atlas’ eyes are dark and lusty as we stare at each other. Tension and electricity fill the air. He leans in and captures my lips, the kiss quickly getting heated. But this time Atlas doesn’t pull away from the kiss. I moan a bit more when his hands move further down. The thin hospital gown provided little cover from his calloused skin. His body moved and was much larger over mine in moments, my hands moved from his lapels to explore the rest of his chest. Our tongues mingled all the while. His hands moved onto my thighs and as they got closer up I hummed into his mouth, encouraging him to go forward. All sense of control was lost to the pull I felt to him. My body burned at the feeling. Alpha Atlas pulled back to look at me, gaze lusty and dark as he watched my reactions. When I gave him a small smile he softened a bit as he teased me. “You’re adorable like this, Aria.” He said roughly and then dipped a finger inside of me. I whined and my eyes screw
“Is everything alright, sweetheart, you look tired?” He asked and I waved off his concern, not wanting to stress him out during the election. We should be talking about my wolf or the north, not how school was going for me. My mom’s look also turned concerned as they awaited my response. I couldn’t bear to tell them about my wolf now, there were more important things to worry about. The north never contacted the south this way, it was odd.“Yes, don’t worry.” I said simply and then continued. “Tell me, why are we going to the north?” My parents looked alleviated and they glanced at each other with so much love in their eyes. It saddened me that I may never have a mate the way I should, with my wolf. “Do you remember the Alpha of the Blood Storm Pack? The one that won’t take any meetings?” He asked and I searched my mind before remembering. My father had mentioned it a few months back at a few dinners. He had hoped, as did the other candidates, that the new Alpha of the north would
*Aria*My curiosity piqued by the black mask on his face. Why was he wearing a mask?And why did I find his figure so familiar?But as the tall, charming man began to speak, I was not so sure about that, because his voice sounded different from the personI thought he was. “Hello.” He said with his deep, magnetic voice, My father shook hands with him and Alpha Atlas greeted him back with formal pleasantries, as I stood silent not to get in their way. I looked over, seeing Alpha Altas’ Gamma was there too, but he did not talk much, if at all; Valerie, the Beta, took charge of the conversation, her words flowing effortlessly as she spoke to Alpha Rick, leaving me to ponder the significance of their unexpected encounter. It was interesting, to say the least. My father wasted no time questioning Atlas's motives for this meeting, especially considering it was not the most traditional practice for the North."It's not often we are invited by the North," My father said, eyeing Atla