I thought it would be easier to have Aria near me, but I was wrong. The closer she was the harder it was to control myself and to get anything done. I just wanted to be with her and have her sweet vanilla and whiskey scent surround me. Funny that she smelled like whiskey, it was my favorite drink and clearly the Moon Goddess’s way of drawing me in. Since Aria moved across the street from my home in town, and the pack’s short-term rental, I had been staying there full time so I could be close. I generally went up to the pack house during the day and went back in the early evening to see her. It soothed my wolf to be near her, and I wanted to make sure she was safe. I kept coming up with excuses to see her each day, and I’m pretty sure she knew I was making things up, but she didn’t seem to