Chapter 13

Lucas

The second we step into the bar, I let out a long-ass sigh of relief. Finally, some breathing room away from all the party chaos and… Aria. Not that she was chaos, but the look she gave me earlier when I told her I was horny and bailed? Yeah, my wolf’s been pacing ever since. That tiny flicker of guilt keeps poking at me, like, what if she’s catching feelings? Goddess, I hope not. That wasn’t part of the plan.

We grab a table, and Damon wastes no time ordering beers like the frat bro he is. Theo’s already clocked my mood as always.

“Yo, man,” Theo leans in, eyebrows raised. “You good? Did Aria say something?”

“Nah, we’re fine,” I sigh, taking a long swig of my beer. “I’m just so fucking horny right now.”

Damon whistles, smirking. “How many days has it been?”

“Days?” Theo scoffs, rolling his eyes. “It’s been, like, a single night for you, man. Calm down.”

“One night or one year, it doesn’t matter,” I mutter, setting my beer down