ARIA
I straighten myself and look into his eyes so I don't give away the fact that I'm nervous by his approach. "Yes. Aria Murdock."
"Yes, the coach's daughter," he slurs. I can smell his breath from where I'm standing. I don't like it one bit.
"Niece," I correct.
He doesn't even seem to hear me or care to. "You really caught my attention, Aria. It's not every day that this happens to a man like me. I'm an Alpha—you're aware of that, aren't you?"
I start looking around desperately, not liking the sound of this one bit. He's getting even closer to me and I have to make sure that I don't find myself trapped by him. "Uh...yes. I'm aware. Excuse me, I have to go. My uncle is looking for me."
He grabs my arm to stop me. At this point, I should probably scream, but I don't want to cause
