**Aria’s POV**“Fuck, I’m so sorry,” I croaked out, hastily wiping my mess from his chest.Thankfully, it was just his chest. It hadn’t reached the floor.“Aria,” Xander says, holding my wrist to stop my futile attempt to clean my vomit. Looking at his chest, I only managed to make it worse—little rice particles and my saliva adorned his shirt, changing its color from white to brown.“Are you okay?” he implored. Worry etched across his face.“Uhm, yeah, I’m good,” I lied.I was nowhere near good. I felt awful inside. If I didn’t get the remaining rice out of my stomach, I might have to puke again, and this time, it wouldn’t just be on his shirt; I might get it on the floor. So I needed to get to a bathroom as soon as possible.“I just need to get to the bathroom,” I told him and began running in the direction of our room. It was only a few doors away, but it felt like I was ten miles away, so I ran faster.I could feel him running behind me, but I didn’t care. I just needed to puke wh
**Content Warning:**This chapter contains explicit content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised Aria's POV:As he walked deeper into the room, the dim light revealed Xander. His nose flared in alert, and his jaw clenched. His eyes flashed golden a few times as he walked towards me.I don’t need to tell him what was going on with me because from his eyes, I know he must be able to smell the heat and my arousal.A whimper escapes my lips when the heat increases. “Help me,” I say between sobs.I felt as if Xander’s steps towards me were too slow, so I walked closer to him with two long strides. I almost closed the gap between us. “Are you okay?” he asks.And I almost smack him hard on the face, then ask him if I look okay to him. I am in my underwear, sweating like a racehorse. He knows what is going on, so I don’t appreciate trying to act dumb.“I’m not okay,” I whimper as hot tears roll down my face, burning the skin as they fall. He wraps his arms around me, and my body im
**Aria’s POV:**The same girls from a few days back waltz in to the room with a food tray, and I swear, the scent of bacon hits my nose, and suddenly, I'm a ravenous wolf with a growling stomach.A blush decides to throw a party on my face.“Good morning, Luna,” she smiles.“Good morning,” I tell her, realizing I'm in a name-forgetting crisis. Did she even tell me her name in the first place?“Something came up, so the alpha sent me to bring breakfast,” she says, placing the tray on the nightstand.“Thank you,” I mutter, my smile mirroring back at her.She scrutinizes my face, and I'm almost sure she's inspecting the aftermath of the mark Xander left on lip. She smiles, and I feel my face heat up like a microwave burrito.I watch her every move, praying she's not Sherlock Holmes and won't notice the shift in my scent, indicating I might smell like a freshly mated wolf. It hasn’t been twenty-four hours, but I’m pretty sure I've gone through scent puberty in the meantime.She flashes me
Aria’s pov I’ve been trying to eavesdrop from the house but it was hard. Meredith and the men were speaking in hush tones. I could even see them. But with a lot of effort and concentration my ear was able to pick up a sentence that made me so happy. “We are leaving you can come back later” i heard one of the men say with finality in his tone. And I felt happier than a kid on Christmas. Meredith is finally leaving! With Meredith gone I can finally leave, I can finally leave. I can finally end the revenge plan I started years ago. I quickly ran from the window, I was looking at Meredith and her friends when she turn to the direction of the house. My ears picked up her steps toward the house. And few moments later she reached the front door and I quickly sat on the couch. Meredith didn’t spare me a glance she just made her way to her study. And came out with a satchel “I’ll be going back to the headquarters for some emergency but I’ll be back soon” she states. “Okay” i tell her
"Where on earth do you think you're headed?" Xander inquired, disappointment and anger etched on his handsome face.With his hair secured in a low bun, he leaned casually against a tree. Clad in black pants and a white dress shirt neatly tucked into them, his tie hung loosely around his neck. He looked like he had just dashed from a swanky dinner, missing only a suit jacket to complete the ensemble.Memories of the previous night crashed over me, and a strange sensation churned in my stomach as I gazed at him. The urge to rush to his side and taste his lips battled within me.Attempting to push those tempting thoughts aside, I concentrated on plotting my next move. The last thing I wanted was to return to his pack willingly. I had a mission to accomplish, and I had come too far to back down now.Firmly gripping my backpack, I took stock of my surroundings. I found myself less than a mile away from the pack's border. If I sprinted with all my might, I might manage to escape Xander's ter
Aria's POVAs the words spilled from my lips, it was as if the fragile pieces of my heart were performing a tragic dance of destruction. Rejecting him was painful, yet I consoled myself with the belief that he deserved a second chance at a mate who could offer the love I couldn't muster. However, allowing him to wade into a sea of danger was not an option.Closing my eyes, tears traced a familiar path down my cheeks. "That's too bad," he responded, his eyes a shade darker. "Because I'll never let you go. You are mine, Aria, and mine only. Your rejection has been denied," he asserted with a solemnity that clashed amusingly with the absurdity of the situation.My eyes widened as the weight of his words settled in. "No!" I protested in disbelief."Yes," he smirked, his resolve unyielding. "You are stuck with me, Aria, and you will always be mine. If you think you can easily reject me and run free, think again. You can't push me away now or ever," he declared.Standing up, he effortlessl
:Aria’s POVThe pain from the silver chain seems to worsen with each tug.I pull my hand with all my strength, and the bed shakes; one more pull, and I might be able to break the headboard of the bed.One more pull, and I’m certain I’ll break it.With a growl, I pull but stop mid-way when the door creaks open, and Xander walks in.“Easy, tiger,” he speaks with a mocking smirk on his face.Different from last night, he is dressed in a grey t-shirt that hugs his body like a second skin with black cargo pants; his silky curls lay freely on his shoulder. The urge to run my hands through them is strong. But I push the thought to the back of my mind. I should be thinking of how to get out of this burning chains.“Help me out of this chain,” I say, expecting him to rush to my side and take the darn thing off. But he doesn’t; he only leans on the door frame.“Xander?” I try again, raising a brow. Couldn’t he see I’m in pain here? My wrist might detach from my arm any moment from now. The silv
Aria's POV:It's been three days, and Xander might have broken me off the chain, but I wasn't allowed outside. I may not be in chains, but it feels the same, just with less pain. I haven't seen Xander since he took me out of that strange room and brought me to his room. I'm currently held captive in his house, with not-so-nice guards everywhere and a cranky old woman for a cook. Her meals may be delicious, but we can't seem to have a ten-second conversation between us. I'm surprised she hasn't poisoned me to death already.She's just like Meredith, but the difference is I'm not trying to get along with this one. Meals have been served to the room on time every day. On the first day, when I refused to eat, Xander left a note with my dinner, just two words: "Eat - Xander." I guess staying in his office for days paid off because his handwriting was elegant. I could hear his voice in my head, ordering me to do so.I'm supposed to resent him and look for ways to break out of this house, b
XANDER'S POV“I’m fine,” Aria groans in my arms as I carry her.Aria was discharged two days after being admitted to the healer’s. She recovered faster than expected, but I still insisted on carrying her. I wanted to hold her close. As we walked to the lake, I thought she would want to go straight home, but instead, she asked to stop here.“Xander?”“Yes, Sunshine?”“You can put me down here,” she says with a small smile. “We’re at the lake.”“Are you sure?” I tease.“Yes,” she laughs, playfully slapping my chest.“Let’s sit over there,” she points to some large rocks near the water. I carry her all the way and sit on one of the rocks, her arms still around my shoulders.“Okay, mister clingy,” she chuckles, leaning into me.“Xander,” she says softly after a few moments of silence.“You’ve been avoiding this,” she begins. “Every time I try to apologize, you brush it off. Xander, it’s my fault what happened. You shouldn’t blame yourself. I made a mistake, and I—”I cut her off with a kis
XANDER'S POV It’s been a week without my mate. A week without her barging into my office, a week without her leaving snack wrappers all over the place.If I could go back to that day, I would’ve taken her to the car first and made sure someone took her with the others. But I didn’t. I thought I wouldn’t be able to catch Victor if I did, that he’d escape before I reached the car.If I had, she wouldn’t have risked her life to save mine. She wouldn’t have put herself and our baby in danger.Now, seeing her lying on this bed, with the relentless beeping of the monitor beside her, is the last thing I wanted. Even though she’s passed out before, this time is different. This time, I don’t know if she’ll make it.Lucas said her chances of waking up soon are slim.But just like she didn’t give up on me, even when my heart stopped, I won’t give up on her. She’s a fighter, and I know she’ll wake up.“You’ve got it in you, sunshine,” I whisper, gently squeezing her hand.Lucas said she used e
ARIA'S POV “Alexander, please, you have to wake up,” I said between sobs.My mind was completely blank. I didn’t know what to do or how to help him. All I could do was cry, holding his head on my lap.“You need to wake up,” I whispered, trying to connect with my wolf inside me.“We need to focus. We can save him,” I told her as I finally felt her presence.“No, we can’t,” she replied sadly. “He was stabbed with a silver knife, and it’s poisoned. Not just any poison, Aria it’s strong, and the blade went into his heart. We don’t even have anything to work with. You’ve already used up all the antidotes, and nothing is working. He’s not breathing, and his heartbeat is fading.”“Remember that time we healed a butterfly with just my hands?” I reminded her desperately.“That was ages ago, and it only worked once,” she countered. “Besides, Xander is not a butterfly.”“We have to try. I can’t forgive myself if anything happens to him. I don’t think I’d even be able to keep breathing without h
ARIA'S POVXander stood firm, his icy gaze locked on Victor. The tension in the air was thick, and I stayed rooted to the rock he had placed me on, my thoughts swirling as Victor’s taunts rang in my ears."I have no idea what file you’re after, Xander, but you’re not getting it," Victor said with a smug grin, his stance oozing confidence.Xander’s fists clenched. "Hand over the files, Victor. Or else."Victor chuckled darkly, his laughter echoing through the clearing. "Or else what? You think I’m scared of you? You’ll never get the files, and you’ll never know what’s in them. I’d rather burn them than hand them over."Xander took a menacing step closer. "Then apologize. Apologize to Aria for killing her parents to satisfy your greed."The mention of my parents made my chest tighten. I felt like the ground beneath me was about to give way.victor raises a brow."apologize for killing the holloways" Xander growled, even though Victor had a hand in the fire Xander's family were in why is
ARIA'S POV When I was sure Albert was dead, I dragged what was left of his body to the mud pit at the far end of the clearing. My hands were trembling, and my breathing was uneven, but I had no time to dwell on it.The chaos from the ceremony was still ringing in my ears, and I needed to get back. After wiping my hands on the damp earth, I made my way back to the gathering. But when I arrived, what greeted me was utter destruction.People were running in all directions, panic clear on their faces. Shattered decorations and overturned chairs littered the ground. Fires burned in scattered patches, and the air smelled of blood and smoke.I searched the area for Marcus, but he was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Xander. My heart pounded in my chest as I scanned the chaos. The only person I could make out was Russel, who was helping people escape from the premises.Where’s Victor? I thought to myself, my anxiety growing.Pushing through the chaos, I kept searching until I finally caught s
ARIA’S POV““Hello, Berta. I knew we’d meet again, but I didn’t expect it to be this soon,” I said with a smirk, watching the fear flicker in her eyes. It was clear she hadn’t anticipated this confrontation, and the sight of her trembling filled me with satisfaction.“A-Aria... What are you doing here? And you...” She paused, sniffing the air cautiously. “You smell different.”“We’re not friends or long lost allies, Berta, so what I smell like should be none of your business,” I replied coldly, taking a deliberate step toward her.She stepped back instinctively, and for every step I took, she retreated further, her back finally pressing against the rough bark of a tree.In a sudden, desperate move, she pulled out a knife and plunged it into her stomach. Warm blood splattered onto my hand, and for a moment, I froze in shock.“Berta!” I shouted, my voice rising with disbelief. “What the heck did you just do?”She slumped to the ground, clutching her self inflicted wound, her breaths com
ARIA'S POV From the corner of my eye, I spotted a familiar figure a woman with grey hair tied in her usual thin plaits, wearing the same plain dress I'd seen her in countless times before.Her scent hit me before her identity fully registered, and with it came a rush of emotions I couldn’t suppress. Anger, grief, and hatred all mixed into a bitter concoction I’d been forced to swallow over the years.How could I ever forget that scent?For a moment, I hesitated. I wanted to stay and savour the view before me Victor, the man who orchestrated so much of my suffering, unknowingly sipping from his poisoned glass of wine. But this wasn’t just about revenge. It was about justice, and justice demanded answers.I turned on my heel and followed her, keeping my distance. She walked briskly, her movements deliberate, as though she were on a mission. My instincts screamed that this could be a trap, but curiosity won. Whatever this was, I needed to know.My hand brushed the weapon strapped to my
XANDER'S POV"i'm in" Marcus says the desperation in his tone clear as day.“This isn’t the place to talk about these things,” I say, my voice steady but firm. I glance at him, trying to figure out what Aria must have said to him. Something has clearly changed because, out of nowhere, he’s full of determination to join the plan.I still can’t wrap my head around it. The last time we spoke, he made it very clear he had no interest in this event, let alone helping with anything related to it.In fact, he outright told me he wasn’t coming.“That’s exactly why we need to do this now,” he says. His tone is calm but urgent as he pulls a small pocket knife out of his jacket. Before I can even react, he slices his palm without hesitation. Blood seeps from the cut, and he holds out his hand toward me, silently urging me to shake it.For a moment, I’m stunned. I blink, trying to process what just happened. Amusement and shock mix inside me.“Do you even know what you’re doing right now?” I ask,
ARIA’S POV“Oh, hey Marc,” I say, smiling as Marcus steps up beside me from behind.“Hey, Marc,” Kristie echoes, wiping her mouth with a napkin.“Hi,” Marcus responds with a polite nod.“I’m Kristie,” she introduces herself, offering him a hand to shake before I even get the chance to introduce them.“Nice to meet you, Kristie. I’m Marcus,” he says, shaking her hand firmly.We both chuckle at their exchange, though my mind is elsewhere.We need to get out of Xander’s reach, I tell Marcus through the mind link.I haven’t looked back since Kristie and I walked away, but I can feel Xander’s eyes boring into my back, hot and heavy like a burning flame.“He’s just being a good mate, as he should be, Aria,” Marcus replies.“You call making me uncomfortable being a good mate?” I retort.“Well, if it were me…” He pauses for a moment, scratching the back of his neck. “If my mate were still here, I’d probably be staring at her like a lovesick stalker twenty-four hours a day if she wasn’t next t