Thirteen: Hurt

Aria’s POV

A sense of calm filled me as I sat on the bed, facing the window to watch the sunset. I’ve been in that position since I woke up from my nap about half an hour ago. Initially, I panicked, thinking I overslept and my father was waiting around the corner to jump on me and beat me up for not preparing dinner. Led by these thoughts, I attempted scampering out of bed to get on with my duties but the pains that shot through my entire body almost made me have a seizure and that was enough to bring me back to the present and to remind me of my current predicament and living conditions.

I was no longer under the roof of my father but I was living in the home of Alpha Shane, the ruler of the BlackMane pack.

As good as it sounded, it was also terrifying. I had no experience with men except for my father and after all I’d been through in his hands, I was scared to let myself believe that the alpha was being nice for the sake of it. The thoughts that he had an ulterior motive and would