Aria's pov.
The room was silent except for the sound of my hands fumbling through my drawer, clothes were being stuffed into the old brown bag I had dragged out from under my bed. My heart felt heavy, almost like every fold of fabric was weighing me down more and more. I didn't even know why I was packing slowly when everything in me screamed to run. Maybe because part of me was still numb, still trying to understand how my world had changed in a matter of hours.
Alpha Zac had looked me in the eye and told me I was nothing. Just a toy, just a body to warm his bed. Then, like it was not enough, he said I was being sold to another Alpha like a piece of property like my life was not mine anymore. My future was being signed away in an alliance, wasn't that pathetic?
My hands shook as I fold
