Aerion
I felt guilty for impersonating someone else in Arya’s dreams, but I was left with more questions than answers, as always. But one thing was clear, something was going on with her as much as I had wanted to ignore it.
After our confrontation, Drakos was already letting me know what he thought.
"Did you feel it?" he asked.
I frowned, rubbing the exhaustion from my eyes. "Feel what?"
I had barely slept after visiting her dreams, trying to come up with all sorts of explanations for what I had seen.
"Her. Something’s changed. I felt something different" he growled. "You didn’t notice it?"
I groaned.
"It’s probably just you are feeling her wolf come forward," I said, dismissing him.
"No," Drakos snapped. "It’s more than that. Something is happening, Aerion. Pay attention."
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