Aria’s POV
“Dinner?” Cassian’s answer still rang in my ears as we walked out of the mall together. He hadn’t even paused. He’d said yes like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Now, as we walked through the quiet street toward the Blackwoods’ house, my stomach wouldn’t stop knotting. Cassian’s hand brushed mine with every step. He didn’t force me to hold it again, but the heat of his skin close to mine made my pulse race.
‘You invited him,” my wolf teased inside my head. ‘You wanted this. You want him here.’
‘I know,’ I shot back, shifting the straps of my bag. ‘But you don’t get it. Jordan. Maddie. Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood… they’re going to be…’
‘Awkward? Fake nice? Scared of the Alpha’s son sitting at their table?’ she cut in, smug. ‘Good. Let them choke on it. Let them see yo
