Chapter Thirty-One

Aria Hunter took a few steps back only so that he could take a look at my body properly. Insecurities were kicking in every side of my mind. He had been with tons of gorgeous she-wolves and could get anyone he wanted. Was he going he like was he saw? Or my imperfections were going to be the first thing he'd notice. "You are absolutely gorgeous." He breathed out, looking astonished as he gazed down at me. I couldn't get myself to look at him anymore, didn't know why was I feeling so insecure. Perhaps it was my doubts that were crawling their way to mind—The doubts that were only there because of the lack of communication between me and Hunter over the years. Like all the other times' Hunter seemed to comprehend my dilemma and he once again closed our distance. "Hey, look at me," He turned me to face him, "You have nothing to be ashamed of. You have no idea how fucking perfect you are, Aria. Everything about you is spectacular." He kissed my jaw and brushed his fingers on my bare breas