Aria's POV
Standing in front of me was Nathan. My blood ran cold. How was he here?
He didn't say anything at first, just stared at me with that icy gaze of his, like a blade cutting through my skin. His presence was very overwhelming.
"Even though you've been in prison, you haven't learned your lesson," he said, his voice low and commanding.
His shadow stretched across the room, enveloping Sophia and me. He towered over me, and in that moment, I felt small and insignificant. My wolf snarled within me, wanting to fight Nathan. But I knew better. Nathan wasn't someone I could face in a battle.
I felt the chill of his breath hover just above my head, laced with the same frost that surrounded him. So this is what it feels like to face him again.
The memory of that day hit me like a punch
