Chapter 183

• Aria
• After I shower and get dressed, Lucas and I head downstairs for breakfast. Alpha Marcel’s not in the living room yet, and Mark... well, goddess knows where he is. Probably off being mysterious and annoying, as usual.
• We make our way to the dining room where the maid who called us is already setting the table like it’s some royal feast. Honestly, my whole body feels like I got run over by a fucking damn truck. I don’t even know why. On top of that, my head’s still buzzing from that creepy-ass dream with Lola. Like, what the hell even was that? I need to talk to her because there’s no way that was just some random dream. There’s got to be more to it.