Chapter 36: Raised up by Rogue Wolf
(Aria’s POV)
Dawn crept lazily through Dominic’s private den, the faint glow catching on the silver edges of the moonstone carvings scattered across his walls.
I traced an idle finger along the smooth surface of a table carved from ancient oak, my thoughts elsewhere. My wolf was restless beneath the surface, not out of discomfort, but curiosity.
The name Diana Silverbrook swirled through my mind. Why would someone with pure Silverbrook bloodline—someone raised to command respect and reverence in her own right—seek prominence in a place that wasn’t hers?
The Blackthorn pack didn’t need her, and yet, here she was. Pushing boundaries, sowing discord, carving out a place where one didn’t naturally belong. It was... suspicious. And reckless.
Heavy
