Aria’s POV
I blew out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. “She seems nice.”
Clara looked at me like she wanted to murder me and hug me at the same time. “That was reckless. Someone else could have been watching… she was sent, I am sure.”
“No.” Aaron appeared from the doorway behind us, arms folded, expression tight. “That was suicidal.” Maren followed right after him, shaking her head.
“You just told the one person who reports everything that you were in one of the places Lucas hates in the pack. Are you trying to die or just testing the waters?”
I gave them both a dry look. “I came out to help Clara.”
Aaron jabbed a finger at my forehead. “Next time you want to help someone, maybe don’t do it while jumping into a pit full of fangs.”
“I didn’t jump. I… tiptoed.”
Clara lau
