Aria's POV
From the dorm, Lana's cry echoed, sharp and terrified. The sound tore straight through my chest.
"Let me go!" I hissed, clawing at his wrist.
"Don't think I don't know about your record," he sneered into my ear.
I froze. The words hit harder than any blow.
"What... what did you say?"
He laughed, low and cruel. "You heard me. I looked you up. You've got a record. You are a filthy convict, pretending to be some saint. An absolute Fake."
My wolf snarled so violently that my whole body shook. "My child is crying. Let me go, or I'll call the police!"
"Police?" He chuckled, his breath sour against my cheek. "You think I'm scared of that? You want to keep your bastard kid here? Then shut up and record the damn video."
He dragged me toward a storage room. I twisted, kicked, bu
