Chapter 68: Storm Within
Aria POV
When I walked outside the pack house, the wind was already pulling at my hair, and the sky was a dark gray. For hours, the storm had been building, a ferocious force that reflected my inner agony. The air was heavy with unsaid anxieties, and the atmosphere crackled with tension.
Everyone was tense.
I was disturbed by Selena's disappearance; I could still hear her cries. After our unsuccessful effort to rescue her, Killian and Darius had been fighting nonstop, which only made their differences worse. And me? I had the feeling that I was the weakest link in a chain, just hanging on.
As the first droplets of rain started to fall, I tightened my hands and tried to concentrate. The storm was inside of me, not just outside. With her instincts entangled in a
