**ARIA'S POV**“So that's what have been going on?” I asked Tristan.We were both sitting outside the villa, having a conversation. Tristan is filling me in on what's been going on with the Blue moon pack over the last ten years, and I couldn't be more pleased to hear about the difficulties they've been experiencing.Every challenge they're going through presently is something they deserve.“You know, Crystal is yet to give Scott an heir,”“What!!” I blurted out.Tristan nodded. “You heard me right, rumors has it that she's barren,” Tristan scoffed.“Wow,” I muttered.It's been ten years and still, the woman Scott left me for is yet to give him a child.I don't know whether I should be happy to hear this or not. But deep down, this is giving me so much joy, after what they did to me, they don't deserve to have a child too, I don't give a damn if I sound so bitter, cruel and evil at the moment. I don't care.They had tried to kill me and my child. I'm not surprised the goddess didn't b

Tristan's POVThose were the two conclusions I’d come to the moment Aria took off her wet cloth when she draped herself again into the pool; it came with an irritating sense of acquiescence that she was a gorgeous woman, and she was incredibly sexy.It had been very busy over the couple of days, but I couldn't be more distracted by her presence. She was everywhere, everywhere at the house, everywhere out of it and everywhere in my mind.It was effortless because she had been avoiding me over a couple of days for something I am not apparent about.Yet, I could only focus on one goddamnthing despite how busy I had been with the pack business over the couple of days, and of course, it was her, Aria.God-damn.Molded bit by bit crafted into perfection, a mind-blowing perfection, and I was lucky to have her at least at my corner.Something kept ringing in my ears to speak to her but looking around and seeing Carl in the pool splashing around and laughing, I don't seem it fit as the right

**ARIA'S POV**I was on my way home, and I had a lot going on in my head right now.Growing up as a child, I was made to believe that other packs were bad, they were the enemies, cruel and wicked, I've heard so many terrible things about other packs, including the mystic shadow pack which belongs to Tristan.But now, I can help but rethink everything, the people here are so nice to me, and I've noticed that none of those stories were true, everything my pack said about them wasn't true, they painted other packs black to make them look like the good guys. But in reality, they were worse, much worse than she could ever imagine and this fact disgust me so much.Everything is crystal clear to me now, and I feel even more annoyed to be a member of that pack, I feel so angry that I was born and brought up in a pack like that.The rumors I've heard about Tristan aren't true either, how could anyone paint such a loving man into a devil? It saddens my heart that they're still many more people

TRISTAN'S P.O.VI whirled around with my sword countless times. The continuous clash of metal filled the silent room.I ran the sword through the wall and stopped to catch my breath.I didn't know how to feel now Aria had accepted the proposal. This was clearly against her will, but it was the only way I knew I could help her kill Scott with her hands.It wasn't how I had planned to make her mine, but these things happen.Aria was very unpredictable. I knew Camellia had put in a word or two to make her agree, but she could find out some other way on her own and leave with Carl. I didn't want that to happen. My heart wasn't at rest. Maybe speaking with Camellia would help. I could hear her hum her favorite song while I tapped on the door. “Who is there?” Her voice alone was as comforting as a hug. “It's unlocked.”I pulled the knob down and gained access into the room. She sat with quilt and pins and a beautiful pattern was playing out before her. “Tristan.” She got on her feet. “Wh

**ARIA'S POV**I hurriedly went to grab our things from the table, then I went back to Tristan, I took his hand and pulled him out of the restaurant.We got to where the car was parked, and I let go of his hand.“What do you think you're doing, Tristan?”“You got into a fight!”“And so what, huh? So, what if I got into a fight? You should have let me teach him a lesson, you shouldn't have interfered!” Tristan retorted angrily.I looked at him for some time, I didn't even say anything, I somehow find him funny right now, and it made me burst into laughter.Tristan looked at me in disbelief.“Are you okay?”He touched my forehead to feel my temperature, but I slapped his hand off.“What's funny? Why are you laughing?”“You're funny, Tristan, a ruthless Alpha got into a fight with a mere human! Jazz, well, I find it funny,” I laughed.“I wasn't expecting you to do that because of me,”Tristan sighed.“Why shouldn't I, I don't know what he thought of you to do such a thing, he was lucky I