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Aria Silvan of the Fallen Line.

Zayne Blackthorn.

Alpha Rylan Blackthorn!

Cassian Blackthorn wasn’t finished yet.

You're acting like I'm the monster under your bed.

You’re fun, Aria. Even my brothers seem intrigued.

We eat strays like you alive.

Everything can be taken, little one.

Four Alphas to one omega?

He's the 'ghost,' remember?

Resistance is futile, little stray. And frankly, quite tiresome.

I would rather die than be your prisoner!

A dangerous favor.

They say you're… claimed.

You really think you can run, omega?

My fight felt useless, my hope a fragile, shattered thing.

I’ve been surviving long before I knew your names.

I should’ve marked her that day.

Her lips weren’t Aria’s.

Then I’ll bury you in my arms.

Are you his flavor of the day? Enjoy the leftovers.

Approaching them was a risk.

You want to cause a ruckus at the Gala?

The moment I saw her… I stopped breathing.

Though I didn’t think you’d stoop to using another male as a shield.

We agreed, no physical force. Not yet.

And oh, I was going to enjoy breaking her pride.

A stray omega, flaunting herself like that. She needs to be taught a lesson.

It ripped through me, an unexpected, agonizing wound.

Kissing his girlfriend in front of me.

You’re merely… an accessory.

Will you let him dictate your every move?

Now you burn for us.

Try me, Blackthorn. I won’t let you hurt her.

You don’t get to own me just because your egos are bruised.

I’m starting to think I’m addicted to your chaos, little omega.

He’s not as… patient as I am when he’s provoked.

You’re really running wild tonight, little stray.

You’re confused. But next time…

This is your destiny, whether you scream and fight, or kneel and accept.

You’ve been marked by fate, girl.

Then why bring me here?

All that excitement, that little light show you put on… it must have drained you.

One way or another, you will submit to our will.

He just walked closer.

Did you think you’d have peace tonight?

In my bed?

Sleep well with the family ghost beside you?

They’re magically reinforced. I can barely feel my own wolf.

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He’s not as… patient as I am when he’s provoked.

Aria's POV

His hand lifted, slow, deliberate, as if moving through thick honey. My breath caught in my throat, and I flinched, instinctively bracing for a blow, a violent claim.

He didn’t touch me. Not yet. Just brushed his knuckles near my cheek, never landing the touch, leaving a phantom warmth,...