Aria’s POV
"When did this happen?" I asked, my voice weak.
"Around noon today," the employee replied.
My knees nearly buckled. The world tilted for a second, and I had to grip Lana tighter to keep from collapsing.
I stepped outside, the sun above was rciless, its rays scorching against my pale skin.
I could feel my wolf stirring beneath my skin, pacing, restless and angry. A low growl almost escaped my throat.
It had to be Nathan.
He was the only man could freeze my account without my consent.
Only him!
The scent of asphalt and hot air mixed with my rising fury. My chest felt like it was wrapped in invisible webs that were tight and suffocating, pulling into a black hole where rage and despair t.
My pulse pounded in my ears.
I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. The tallic tang only fueled the storm in .
Did he really have to destroy everything? ... and our daughter?
I adjusted Lana against my shoulder, shielding her tiny face from the harsh sun. Every step I took on the sidewalk felt like walking on shards of broken glass. The ground was steady, but my world wasn’t.
Then my phone buzzed.
A text from the landlord of the low cost apartnt I wanted to make paynt for blinked on the screen:
[So when do you want to check out the apartnt?]
A hollow laugh almost left . Check out the apartnt? I didn’t even have a bank account anymore.
I typed out an apology with trembling fingers, gavw so la excuse about needing to reschedule and shoved the phone back into my bag.
I looked up at the sea of strangers rushing by, my eyes stinging. My wolf whined softly inside , sensing my despair. Where can we go now?
My gaze drifted until it landed on a wall plastered with loan advertisents. I walked closer like I was in a trance, tracing my fingers over the torn, sun-bleached papers. That’s when I realized the wall belonged to a law firm.
A sharp ache pierced through my chest.
Once, Law had been everything to . Justice, truth, purpose. I used to stand in court, my voice unwavering, my heart proud as I defended clients. Now I stood outside like a beggar, clutching my child and morizing loan numbers.
I blinked away the tears burning in my eyes, holding Lana close as I copied a few numbers onto the back of an old receipt.
That’s when sothing cool brushed my forehead and a shadow fell over .
It was an umbrella.
The familiar scent hit before I even looked up back.
My pulse quickened.
"Aria," ca that low, velvety voice. "Co with . I’ve got a villa that’s been waiting for you. It has been for a long ti. We can hire an experienced nanny to help with the baby."
It was Richard.
He now stood tall beside , his umbrella shielding us both from the brutal sun.
For a heartbeat, my wolf stilled. Then I took a step back. "How did he know where I was?"
A tremor ran down my spine. I could feel his eyes darken.
"You just quit your job," he said, his voice deep and rough, every word scraping against my heart. "And even if you can’t find a place to stay, you still won’t ask for help?"
I had already decided to cut all ties with these people. The mont Richard started talking, I turned my face away, my voice freezing over like the dead of winter. He didn’t deserve a single word from .
My wolf bristled beneath my skin, her tail low, her ears pinned back in silent warning. We were done with him.
But then his last words hit .
I whipped my head around, fury igniting through every nerve like wildfire. "Are you spying on ? Did you have soone follow ?"
My wolf snarled, I scanned the street fast. I searched for strangers lurking nearby, unfamiliar auras masking themselves among the crowd. My pulse spiked. I could not spot any danger. Still, paranoia clawed up my spine. I hated that he could make feel hunted again.
Richard furrowed his brows in displeasure. "Is that really what you think of ?" he asked quietly.
Sothing in his voice made my wolf hesitate. For a second, I wondered if I’d overreacted. I exhaled shakily, the tension in my shoulders easing but only slightly.
Even if I had overreacted, I didn’t feel an atom of guilt. He didn’t deserve it.
"Luna Aria?"
A new voice broke through the tension like sunlight cutting through a storm.
I turned, my senses alert again, and saw a pale hand push open the law firm’s glass door. My eyes trailed upward, tracing the movent from those slender fingers to the face of the person.
"Luna Aria! It really is you!"
I blinked, stunned as I recognized who it was.
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