Aria’s POV
I was trembling under his grip. I hadn’t expected him to be this angry.
“I wasn’t trying to go against your decision,” I said, my voice shaking. “I just wanted to tell you the truth
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“I told you not toe downstairs,” he snapped. “You disobeyed me. You got <b>involved </b>in my family matters. You think pleading for Delh’s forgiveness <b>makes </b>you some kind of saint? You don’t have that right, Aria.”
<b>His </b>words hit me like knives, sharp and brutal, <b>and </b>each one pierced straight into my chest.
“No, <b>that’s </b>not <b>what </b>I <b>meant</b>… <b>I </b>just thought, she’s your sister, and what she did wasn’t even that serious, so maybe she didn’t deserve such harsh punishment-
“Don’t bring your understanding of normal sibling <b>rtionships </b>into this,” he growled. “You have no idea howplicated things are in this <b>family</b>.”
I <b>took </b><b>a </b>deep breath, trying not to flinch under the weight of his fury.
I reached out and grabbed his wrist
His skin was hot–literally burning hot.
“Is it.. is <b>your </b>family what’s hurting you?” I whispered. “All that pressure–is <b>that </b>what keeps you up at night? <b>You </b>can <b>tell </b>me, I
Lightning shed in his stormy gray eyes.
He shoved me away.
“Don’t try to understand me,” he said hoarsely. “What are you doing now? I saved you. I gave <b>you </b><b>a </b>job. I gave you money. And now <b>you </b><b>think </b>we are in some kind of romance show? <b>That </b>you’re special?”
“No! I
“You’re not<b>. </b><b>You </b>never were.
I stopped breathing.
My eyes widened as heat burned behind them. Tears welled up, stinging from the shame and rage.
<b>Maybe </b>I <b>didn’t </b><b>have </b>the right to interfere.
But everything I said meant well, I wasn’t trying to be a hero. I just cared.
I didn’t deserve to be punished for that.
One tear slipped free andnded on his hand. He flinched. Then suddenly let <b>go </b>of me like he’d been burned.
“<b>Aria</b>.”
“Do you feel better now?” I snapped<b>, </b><b>swiping </b><b>at </b>my <b>tears</b>. “Does hurting the one person <b>who </b>actually cares about <b>you </b>make you feel
He clenched his jaw, looking darker and angrier than before.
“This isn’t working,” he said abruptly.
“What?”
“I can’t keep someone <b>around </b>who doesn’t follow the rules of our contract.”
It felt like someone had dropped a ten–ton weight on my chest. My heart physically hurt.
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“I didn’t <b>break </b>anything! There’s nothing in the contract that says-
“You know what you did,” he said coldly. Then turned to leave.
I grabbed <b>his </b>sleeve. “You’re punishing me when I didn’t even do anything <b>wrong</b>. You know it isn’t fair.”
His whole body tensed.
For a second, I thought maybe he’d hold me. That maybe he wanted to.
But the next moment, he shoved me aside roughly again.
“We need some space from each other,” he <b>said</b>, then walked out and <b>mmed </b>the door behind him.
I sank to the floor.
The moment he <b>said </b>he e wanted to end the contract, my
world cracked <b>apart </b>
The pain was unbearable. <b>so </b>much worse than I expected. I hadn’t realized just how much I cared. How much I needed him. How much I wanted to stay.
God, how stupid could 1 be?
I sat there for I don’t know how long, <b>until </b>1–<b>heard </b>the sound of a roaring engine downstairs. I scrambled to the window just in time to see his car speeding off into the night,
He left.
<b>And </b>it <b>was </b>obvious he was getting away from me.
I’d really messed everything <b>up </b>this time.
Eventually, after sitting there in silence for <b>what </b>felt like hours, I wiped my face and started packing my stuff. He said it was over. He hadn’t told me to <b>leave </b>yet, <b>but </b>I figured I should be ready.
I didn’t <b>have </b>much. By dawn, I’d <b>packed </b>everything I owned into one suitcase.
<b>A </b><b>soft </b>knock came at the door.
“Come in,” I said quietly.
The door <b>creaked </b>open, and Mrs. Jones appeared in the doorway.
“Miss Collins, I was wondering if you’d like some breakfast–she froze, eyes going wide as she saw the half–packed room. “What’s going on? Are you… packing?”
“Alpha Grayson said it’s over.”
Saying it <b>out </b>loud made the paine rushing back all over again.
She frowned, then her voice softened. “Don’t rush anything. Would you like toe down for some food? Maybe some French toast
<b>and </b>hot <b>tea</b><b>?</b>”
I could tell <b>she </b>was trying tofort me. And <b>I </b><b>didn’t </b>want to reject her kindness.
So I stood up. “Thank you, Mrs. Jones<b>.</b>”
We walked to the kitchen together. She personally made me a hot <b>breakfast</b>, and the smell of butter and sugar <b>actually </b>made me feel alive again.
“Don’t be so down, Miss Collins,” she said, drizzling maple syrup over my te. “I’m sure <b>Alpha </b>didn’t really <b>mean </b>it.”
<b>gave </b>
a tired smile. “He <b>said </b>it himself. And it’s fine, really. You don’t have to do <b>this</b><b>. </b>I’m sure tons of girls havee and gone this ce. You’re probably used to it.”
<b>She </b>tilted her head thoughtfully. “Yes, but…”
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“<b>But</b>!”
“Usually, when a girl angers the Alpha, she’s the one who gets to leave the house. Not the Alpha.”
I blinked, confused
She smiled gently. “What I mean is… I’ve seen <b>a </b>lot of women pass through here. None of them eversted long. And none of them–not one–ever made the Alpha smile like you did.”
Now that’s just ridiculous.
Grayson didn’t look happy. Ever.
And he literally just told me I didn’t mean anything to <b>him</b><b>. </b>
Before I could argue, we heard footstepsing down the stairs. We turned to see Delh dragging herself into the kitchen, looking
like a wreck.
“I smelled waffles,” she muttered
I’ll get another te ready,” <b>Mrs. </b><b>Jones </b><b>said </b>quickly, disappearing toward the stove.
Delh dropped into the chair <b>across </b>from me, staring at me. After a moment of awkward <b>silence</b>, she mumbled, “Hey. <b>Thanks </b>for sticking up <b>for </b>me yesterday.”
“I haven’t forgiven you. What you did was shitty<b>.</b>”
She scratched her head, frustrated. “I know. I know! I was <b>just </b>pissed you got Jace’s job, I thought I don’t know, maybe messing with you would make me feel better. I didn’t expect the <b>police </b>to go that far. I mean, cuffing you to a toilet?”
“And that wasn’t even the worst part,” I said, looking her dead in the eye. “Do you even know what having an arrest record means for someone like me? I might never be able to get another job. My whole life could fall apart just like that. You didn’t think it through. Because unlike me, you never have to work <b>for </b>money.”
She looked like she’d just been pped. “What the freaking hell? You want me to feel guilty?!”
“<b>Tra </b>just telling you the truth.”
She stared at me. Then suddenly grabbed my wrist
“Hey. Let me make it up to you!”
“By getting me arrested <b>again</b><b>?</b>” I mocked
I
“No, no! I <b>swear</b>, this time’s different. I literally got whipped ten times yesterday. I won’t dare,” she said urgently. “Juste on a trip. with me. A little getaway abroad. You could use it, right?”
I just stared at her in <b>shock</b>.
<b>Who </b>offers an overseas trip like it’s <b>a </b>quick Target run?
“That’s insane. I have a job, remember?
And aren’t <b>you </b>
ou grounded?”
“I know Grayson already filed your leave. And anyway, he left Redstone Packst night. He’s not here <b>so </b>who’s gonna stop me?<b>” </b>
She <b>was </b>unbelievable,
If Grayson had explicitly told me not to leave the house, I’d never dare disobey.
But with Delh?
I never stood a chance.
Somehow<b>, </b><b>she </b><b>got </b>my <b>passport </b>through Mrs. Jones. Then ordered her bodyguards to <b>drag </b>me into the car.
Half an hourter, we were at <b>a </b>private airport. An entire <b>team was </b>waiting <b>just </b>for <b>us</b><b>. </b>
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The whole thing felt insane as me dragged me to the ne. “Seriously. This isn’t some weird kidnapping n that ends with me in trouble again, right?”
“For thest <b>time</b>, NO!” she cried. “And I’ve got someone very special I want you to meet.”
<b>Wait</b>.
1 I suddenly had a bad feeling. “Delh. Who exactly am I supposed to meet?!”
“You’ll see.” She <b>shoved </b>me onto the ne.
Inside the private cabin, there was only one person
And when he saw me, his expression instantly twisted into something dark and furious.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Jace barked.
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