Chapter 15-First Date Selene's POV: I stood at the edge of the driveway waiting for Aaron when a roaring engine broke the silence. I looked up just in time to see a striking green Aston Martin glide around the flowerbed, heading straight toward Aaron leaned casually on the window frame. When the car came to a smooth stop in front of me, he stepped out, his smile as dazzling as the car itself, and opened the door like an old-fashioned gentleman. "How many cars do you have?" The question slipped out as I settled into the leather seat. Three luxury cars in two days. My curiosity about his garage grew-maybe next time I'd get to see a private jet. "Not sure. If you want, I can count them for you tonight," he said with a smile, turning the key to start the engine. I frowned. "You know, at this rate, no matter how much inheritance your parents left you, you'll burn through it all. Do you have any plans for the future? Driving for Uber won't support this lifestyle. And you're a loner-you don't have a pack backing you up. You should manage your finances better." There was a strange, almost gentle concern in my voice, which surprised me. When did I start caring about him? Aaron's eyes widened in surprise, a mix of excitement and mischief flickering in them. He hadn't expected me to say that. "Don't worry, darling. I'll work twice as hard to take care of you and our future children." He reached out, holding my hand, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. I frowned and brushed his hand away, turning to look out the window, trying-and failing-to stop the sweetness from spreading inside me. We arrived at the parking lot of Zenith Mall. It was the tallest building in the area, a paradise for luxury shopping, owned by Damien Hale-the Alpha of the Blood Shade Pack. The old, ugly devil. "Can we go somewhere else?" I said, my voice trembling, refusing to get out. "This is Damien Hale's territory. What if he regrets letting me go and tries to take me back? I'll be doomed!" Aaron frowned, rubbing his temple as if trying to ease a headache. "Angel, Damien Hale isn't a devil. I know him. He's a good man-he keeps his word." "Wait. How do you know him?" I asked warily. "He's a friend of a friend," he shrugged casually. "The world's smaller than you think." "But..." 1514 40.54% < Chapter 15 First Date $18032 "No buts, angel," he interrupted, his tone leaving no room for argument. "You're safe with me, I promise. Let's enjoy our time, okay? No more talking about others." There was something solid, reassuring in his voice that made me feel safe enough to nod. Menu "Good girl," he said with satisfaction, and every cell in me seemed to sing at his praise. I watched him step out, opening the door and leading me into the mall. Surrounded by designer boutiques, I didn't need to check price tags to know how outrageously expensive everything was. A single glance at the display items was enough to know they were far beyond my budget. One or two pieces could pay for my grandmother's medical expenses. I feigned disinterest, and Aaron took me to the 19th-floor amusement area. We spent the entire afternoon playing games. I noticed Aaron drew the attention of many women. His casually rolled-up sleeves revealed muscular, vein-popping forearms; his focused eyes while playing and his wild cheers when winning-all earned him hungry gazes. Some girls practically drooled! Aaron seemed completely unfazed. He held me close, patiently teaching me game strategies, handing me snacks, as if I were the only person that mattered in the room. When Aaron brought me to the rooftop restaurant, I still felt like I was in a dream. The view was breathtaking-as if the entire city lay beneath us, lights twinkling wherever I looked. A telescope sat by the window. Aaron was busy adjusting it, brow furrowed, body leaning slightly, completely absorbed. "Come here, little Kitten," he called back. I walked over. Aaron gently took my wrist and pulled me to the telescope. His masculine scent enveloped me. "See that brightest star? That's Sirius." I peered through the lens toward the south-there it was, Sirius, sparkling in the night sky. "It's hard to spot Sirius at this time of year. We're lucky," he said, a childlike smile crossing his face. I couldn't help but smile back. "In ancient Rome, Sirius was considered a bad omen, signaling impending disaster," he added. My smile froze. I remembered the deep red birthmark on my back. The elders of the Ice Moon pack also considered it a sign of misfortune. "But I prefer the Greek interpretation," he whispered, leaning close. "In Greek mythology, Sirius is Orion's loyal hunting dog, a symbol of fidelity and protection-just like me with you." His hands lightly wrapped around my waist, warm breath brushing my skin, sending heat through my body. His voice was soft and magnetic, quickening my pulse. This man was a master of seduction! 15:14 40.24% "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom," I managed, breaking free slightly. A waiter led me there. Once inside, I splashed cold water on my face repeatedly, trying to cool the heat rushing through me. "It's so nice to see you here, my dear sister," a woman's voice echoed behind me. I looked up, water dripping down my cheeks, and saw her in the mirror. A woman who looked exactly like me, smiling wickedly. Veanssa Armand-my twin sister. 1614 Leave a comment