Aria's POV
My Bags and boxes were scattered right outside my door.
For a second, I thought I'd come to the wrong room. But no, everything outside belonged to me.
Every muscle in me went tense, a low vibration starting in my chest.
Someone had thrown us out.
The anger I'd tried to swallow earlier came roaring back, hot and wild. My wolf bristled under my skin, my claws itching to tear through flesh and wood alike. But I forced her down.
Lana was inside. She couldn't see her mother lose control.
I shoved the door open.
The first thing I saw made my vision blur red.
The new girl was standing in the middle of the room holding my daughter. Holding Lana like she was an inconvenience. Her eyes darted around, as if deciding where to drop her.
"What are you doing?!" My voice came out as a
