Aria's POV
The night had unraveled into something beautiful, but the peace felt tenuous, like it could shatter at any moment. As the laughter and celebration echoed through the pack house, I found myself standing at the edge of the living room, looking out the large bay window into the dark forest beyond. My reflection stared back, but my thoughts were far from here.
Damon had been by my side earlier, his steady presence grounding me in a way nothing else could. But now, he was off handling the endless demands of being Alpha, and I was left alone with my thoughts.
Ronan’s words kept playing in my head like a haunting melody I couldn’t escape. “We’ve been chasing leads, and... one of those leads suggests your father’s body was never found.”
My father. The man I had never truly known.
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