Aria’s POV
Sleep wasn’t happening tonight. My mind wouldn’t let it. My thoughts spun around and around, darting between everything I’d learned, everything I’d felt, and how all of it seemed to come back to Damon. And my wolf? She was no help. She’d been pacing in the back of my mind, restless and frustrated, urging me to find him, to be near him. I could feel her pulling, tugging at me like she was bound to him, like nothing else would calm her down.
When the knock finally came, my heart jumped. Somehow, I’d known he’d be there. And the moment I opened the door, I could tell something was different about him tonight. He stood there, his usual confidence softened but steady, and there was an openness to his gaze I hadn’t seen before, like all the invisible walls he kept up were gone, just
