ARIA’S POV
I didn’t budge an inch. They expected me to shrink back like the old Aria, the one who’d duck her head and apologize just to survive. Not anymore. I planted my feet right there in the hallway, arms crossed, staring them down like they were nothing.
The taller one blinked first, mouth twisting. “Whoa, look at you. How the hell did you get so bold, omega? Talking to us like that right in our faces? You used to piss yourself when we even looked at you.”
“Yeah,” the shorter one jumped in, stepping closer until her perfume hit me like cheap spray. “What happened to the weak little nobody? You think that new haircut and those tight clothes make you hot s**t now? Newsflash—you’re still just an omega with no wolf, no status, nothing.”
I laughed, short and sharp, letting the sound dr
