Chapter 191

• Aria
• I manage to get out of bed, with Lucas steadying me and holding my waist as he helps me. We follow Mark out of the room, and as we make our way down the stairs, my mind spins with anxious thoughts. Anticipation claws at my chest, making it hard to breathe. I can’t stop thinking about what the ritual will involve, but more than anything, I’m tired…fucking tired of stalling, tired of the waiting. I need to get this over with. Fast.
• As we reach the bottom of the stairs, Alpha Marcel stands from the couch without hesitation and rushes toward me. He wraps me in a tight hug, holding on as if he’s afraid I’ll vanish again.