Aria's POV
My fists were clenched tightly as I stormed down the hall. As I walked through the hallway, I could hear the whispers around me die down the moment the pack members around me sensed my foul mood.
They stepped aside, immediately hurrying off after greeting.
Good.
I was two steps from my door when a voice called after me.
"Aria, we need to talk!"
I stiffened.
Cornelius.
His voice grated on my nerves. Wrong place. Wrong time. Wrong damn person.
I kept walking, my jaw clenching tighter. Not today.
"Aria!" he snapped, increasing his voice this time.
I stopped for just a second. Then, with a scoff, I kept moving.
Luckily, I reached my room, and I opened the door, and stepped in. Ready to slam it shut and shut him out.
But before I could, he held the door, stopping it just before it could close.
"Luna!" Cornelius barked, his eyes burning with annoyance.