** Aria’s POV **
I slip in and out of consciousness. Floating between reality and delirium. My mind and body are weak and exhausted. I struggle to distinguish what is real.
Memories tumble out of my broken mind. The year my parents divorced, when I first arrived here, a stranger in the pack, easy prey for kidnappers.
They had demanded a ransom: eight million. My mother’s life savings.
Thorne stepped in, offering the money in exchange for me.
But once the ransom had been paid, the rogues became greedy and reneged on their deal.
Thorne had then revealed his identity as the heir to the Blackthorne pack, a far bigger catch than me. They quickly agreed and traded my freedom for his.
Before I could escape, flames engulfed the warehouse, trapping us both inside. I still remember how he sho
