Chapter 142. Calling to Aria

I flinched at the way he said my name—cold, detached, yet commanding. It was not just the sound of it but the way his words seemed to carry the weight of expectations I was not sure I could meet. 

Darco did not wait for a response. He turned and disappeared into the mansion, leaving me standing there under the pale light of the crescent moon. 

Omega Rue. I hated the way these people called me; these powerful people. At least Zach never really called me like that. Like, why can’t you just call me by my name? Do you have to throw in the fact that I was an omega? 

The title grated on me. It was not just a label; it was a reminder of how far beneath everyone else I stood, how insignificant I was to this pack—or any pack. 

I clenched my fists as I stared at the massive doors that had closed behind Darco. He’d given me refuge, but I could not shake the feeling that it came with a price I had not yet been made fully aware of. 

With a sigh, I