ARIA
The night was heavy with a thick silence as I slipped out of the room, my heart pounding in my chest. After Zavier had denied me access to the ball, my anger and disappointment had simmered until I couldn’t bear it anymore. I needed a distraction, something to take my mind off the betrayal I felt. Onyx was the only person I could think of, the only one who could provide that distraction.
I made my way to the secret place where Onyx and I had agreed to train. It was a secluded clearing in the pack, hidden from prying eyes. As I approached, I saw Onyx practicing his swordsmanship, his movements smooth and calculated. He looked up, surprised to see me.
“Aria?” he called out, sheathing his sword. “What are you doing here? You didn’t inform me you were coming.”
“I needed to get away,”
