I laughed bitterly, though there was no humor in it. “Since when do you go out of your way for your subordinates? At the last full moon feast, you sulked and left early because you claimed you weren’t feeling well. I didn’t even question it. But now, you’re going above and beyond for her?”
I could hear soft sobs in the background—Selena’s sobs.
Her voice was as carefully fragile as she could make it. “Nicho, maybe I should leave. I don’t want to cause trouble between you and Selena.”
Nicho growled low, the protective tone in his voice sharp. “No one’s leaving, selena. Don’t listen to her.”
My chest tightened at the sound of his growl. He hadn’t used that tone for me in years.
I took a deep breath, forcing my emotions down. “Fine, Nicho. You’re right. My mistake for asking. Don’t worry—I’ve already left. You don’t need to come back for me.”
I ended the call, silencing the protests forming on his lips.
Aria’s POV
Nicho’ questioning tone faded as my cool, indifferent response silenced him. His breath hitched, but I didn’t wait for a reply. Ending the call, I leaned back in the passenger seat, staring out at the darkened forest as the car sped toward my pack’s territory.