/Malia’s POV/
“Aron” I muttered looking at the person I least expected to see.
“So it is true that you’re back?” He scoffed but I stood staring at him in guilt, the thing is…Ezra wasn’t the only one I’ve run from, Aron was actually the first actual friend I made, he introduced me to the wolf gang, a gentle loving, and compassionate young man who is known to be quiet and reserved but can be cruel and merciless.
“Aron, what are you doing here?” I asked shoving aside the guilt I felt towards him for abandoning him and disappearing without a proper goodbye, come to think of it, I kinda did the same with Jake, old habits die hard.
“What’s wrong? I came to see my old friend” Why does he have to wear such a cold expression, it sends thrills down my spine. He removed his jacket and moved over
