Aaron Daniels の小説・ストーリー

“ Aron ? Aren’t you at the company ? “ said madam Dana . “ How can I go to the company knowing that my wife……I mean , Ayla hasn’t opened her eyes yet ? “ said Aron . Madam Dana looked at him doubtful and sighed . “ She is showing good signs . She still hasn’t waken up but she will soon . “ said madam Dana . “ Thank you madam Dana ! “ said Aron with a relieved . Madam Dana looked at Aron confused as she didn’t expect Aron to be polite to her after she forced him to divorce from Ayla . “ Aron , aren’t angry at me ? “ asked madam Dana . “ Angry at you ?……..Just a little……no , in fact I am not . You were right with every word you said . I don’t deserve a wonderful girl like her . I was lucky and

"Your oh-so-concerned pack brother." My blood boiled. "Daniel has nothing to do with this." "Doesn’t he?" Aaron took a step closer, towering over me, his wolfish aura pressing down hard. "First, it’s long lunches. Now you can’t wait to leave. What’s next, Freya? A love confession?" I stiffened. "Don’t twist this into something it’s not, Aaron." "Twist?" His voice raised just slightly, his tone sharp like a blade. "Explain it to me, then. Why the rush? Did Daniel offer you something better?"

I don't even realize that I'm screaming until Kira grips my shoulders, sobbing. "Dani—Danika, breathe, please—" "I can't—" My throat constricts. "They're going to kill him, Kira—" "We're not letting that happen." A deep voice utters behind me, and I turn around. Aaron stands on the porch, his hair messy. He looks pissed. But it's the man next to him who makes me pause. He's tall and strikingly handsome, dressed in a leather coat, leather gloves, and black jeans. His eyes study me carefully, as if he can already see every secret I'm carrying.