** Aria’s POV **
The moment I step out of the hospital, the air turns suffocating. Nosy pack members and some press descend like vultures, their voices a shrieking storm. As they swarm the building.
Thorne shields me with his body, Sandra presses close on my other side, and pack enforcers usher us toward the waiting car.
“Just some minor injuries, yet the matriarch herself comes to fetch her… talk about guilt for her own daughter’s involvement!” someone shouts.
“She’s our Luna,” another snaps back. “Our Alpha is infatuated with her! He treats her like porcelain, cherished like a treasure. Even the elder dotes on her like a daughter.”
I lower my head, jaw tight, swallowing the instinctive growl clawing up my throat. My wolf bristles at being cornered, pressed on all sides.
“Blake betr
