Aria’s POV
“…I deserve to know where I came from. Who I am.”
Aaron and Clara exchanged looks. Maren bit her lip.
And I waited.
Eventually, Aaron let out a heavy sigh. “Once you know, Aria, there’s no going back.”
A chill ran down my spine.
My hands trembled at my sides. “Tell me anyway.”
Maren raised a hand. “I… I’m from the new pack. I may not be of much help to you. In fact, whatever I know is just from my personal research. I don’t know much.”
My breath hitched. “What about you, Clara?”
“I’ll leave it to my brother. He was born before me—he remembers what happened ten years ago better.”
I turned to Aaron. He looked like a fish out of water, sweat beading on his forehead. For a moment, I felt guilty for pressuring him. But then the feeling vanished. They owed me nothing—I was j
