JASON'S POV
I could not sleep.
Night pressed against the windows of my room like a living thing. Every sound was too loud. My bones ached from an old pain I could not name. My wolf moved under my skin, restless and angry. It kept whispering her name. Aria. Aria.
she told me to go away that she didn't want me that I betrayed her I knew she hated me but a part of me wanted to talk to her so badly if I could see her pretty face and explain everything to her but there was nothing to explain I lied That moment would not leave me. The memory burned brighter than the moon. I had told myself to walk away. I had told myself she was trouble. But my wolf would not let me. It worried. It reached. It called.
I rose from the bed and did not bother to put on my coat. Cold air bit my face as I left th
