Chapter 37. The Man Called Aaron Hart

Zera’s POV

“Who are you?” My voice trembled as I stared at the man named Aaron who stood before me, and I realized I had never known him. Nothing about him at this moment felt human, and he was right when he said he wasn’t like other men. He had always told me this, and I never understood until now.

“I am Aaron Hart,” he said, stepping towards me. The glow in his eyes didn’t decrease as he said those words.

I stepped back, and my legs hit the wall. “What the hell are you?”

“I am a werewolf, the alpha of the Dominio pack,” he answered.

“No!” I shook my head, unwilling to believe or accept what he told me. “There are no such things as werewolves. Those only exist in movies, books, and tales of the ancients. Not in our world.”

“And you’re so desperate to believe a lie so that you can feel comfortable. This isn’t some fantasy world, Zera; this is real. Werewolves are just as real as the air you breathe. I think a part of you already knows that.