Aria’s POV
“Aria, you’re not alone,” Kael said again, his voice low and warm.
“You waited for me to regain my memory, even you didn’t allow my father to touch you at all, when I was away.”
His words wrapped around me like a blanket. But it still hurt. Tears rolled slowly down my cheeks. Everything had happened so fast. One moment we were being kicked out of the pack, the next moment we were running through the woods and fighting rogue wolves. Now… now they say some kind of dark magic has taken my sight.
Just like that.
Gone?
“I can’t believe this is happening,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “How can I fight like this? How will I even live like this?”
I tried to stand up, but Kael was already in front of me, gently stopping me with his hand on my waist.
“Don’t force it, Aria,” he
