Chapter 42. A Startled Rose

Aria blinked, confused by the sudden change in the expression of her friend.

She turned around, spotted Lucien and understanding dawned on her. She smiled at him, and he walked away till he was out of sight.

Aria knew how scary Lucien was to most werewolves. To a human, he might as well have been the devil.

“Did you just flinch?” She softly asked, half--jokingly,

Rose’s lips parted, as she quickly shook her head, “No, well, yes. I just didn’t expect him to be there.”

“Right.” Aria chuckled. She could still see Rose sneaking glances behind her with a nervous gaze.

Rose nodded as she blinked and turned her attention back to Aria. “Anyway, are you really okay?” she asked, her tone solemn, “I heard from some of the traders that you were bloodied and completely scarred when you walked through the market trail.”

Aria smiled, as stretched out her hand. “I’m fine Rose,” she answered, a warm fuzzy feeling rose within her as she realized that there wa