Marked As Theirs
Chapter 26
Aaron Vozenilek's POV
I grunted as I slipped off the bed, my body sticky due to the sweats. It wasn't summer, but my body was always summer.
I grabbed my pants off the small chair and slid into it, leaving my chest bare. My body was tired, but my spirit wasn't. And that was exactly the way it was supposed to be.
It was a proof of living.
Of surviving and going through all these shits.
My mind wandered to Veronica. I was confused. Okay, to some extent. Normally, I'd always felt that way whenever someone I knew was in danger, but yesterday was different.
It was sharper and duller. Like a tautology.
I sighed.
Betas acted more on instincts, and most times, it had not gone wrong. But it did…
When my Alpha got murdered.
I scrubbed my hands down my f
