Chapter 8: Surviving the West wing
Aria's POV
"Ajello?" Roma asked, even as his eyes changed from a terrifying blood red to the sky blue that made me think about the cloudless sky at noon.
"Yes. It's Aria." I rushed out, even as his grip on my neck loosened and he frowned at me.
"What the f**k are you doing here?" He growled, pinning me to the bed and hovering over me, his eyes looking all over my body for something.
"Did I hurt you?" He added and I shook my head, my body so still because I was scared that moving again would set him off. Or whatever was hiding beneath the man. I had seen Raphael in his wolf form and his eyes had not been as scary as those red eyes.
Or was it an Alpha thing? Taking note to ask Sophia when I left here, if I left here alive considering Roma still lo
