Lucas
Aria stays tight-lipped, staring anywhere but at me. It’s like she’s deliberately trying to piss me off. And guess what? It’s f*****g working. My blood’s boiling, my wolf’s pacing in my head, and I feel like I’m two seconds from snapping.
“Aria,” I growl low, leaning in closer. “Don’t f*****g make me search your head myself.”
Her head snaps toward me, green eyes glaring so hard I’m pretty sure they could scorch steel. “Don’t you f*****g dare,” she hisses. “That’s invasive as hell.”
Good. At least now she’s looking at me. I wasn’t actually going to dig into her mind…she’s my mate, for f**k’s sake. I just needed her attention. But that glare? Yeah, it stings more than I care to admit.
I take a deep breath, forcing my tone softer. “Just tell me. Who did this to you?”
Her jaw tight
