ARIA
The way things turned out, Lucian handed me over to Tobias, and Tobias, being the practical man he was, dumped me on Clara. Unlucky for her, she just happened to be at the Alpha’s quarters at the wrong time.
Now, she was storming ahead of me, clutching a tray like it had personally offended her as she made a beeline for the kitchen—the same damn path she had dragged me through yesterday.
“I can’t believe I’ve been saddled with the responsibility of taking care of a rogue,” Clara muttered furiously. “This has to be a f*****g joke.”
And there it was again. That f*****g word.
Rogue.
The word was practically tattooed on my forehead at this point. No, scratch that. It was a damn brand slapped across my face. Every turn, every look, every whisper in this damn pack—I had heard it at le
