Aria's POV
Julian's face was dark.
The air felt heavy with his Alpha pressure.
"Is it that hard to just apologize?" he asked.
His voice was low and commanding.
I didn't flinch.
I looked at him with a cold, mocking smile.
"My fault?" I retorted.
"You brought Kierra into our home. She wore my pajamas and filled my space with her scent. She got sick, and it was my fault?"
"I'm so disappointed, Aria. Since when did you become so aggressive?"
I felt a sharp pang in my chest.
The Mate Bond was now a source of nothing but pain.
If I were the one lying in bed dying, would he care so much?
"Julian." My voice was trembling but firm.
"I want to sever our Mate Bond."
Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the silence of the hallway.
A woman in a hospital gown, eyes wide and manic, came
