LYRA’S POV
Aurora dropped me off on the way at my request.
I sat at one of my favourite spots in the Blackwood pack - watching the waterfall from afar. It was the most beautiful sight in Blackwood as far as I was concerned.
My thoughts took another turn as I listened to the soothing sound of crashing water. Speaking about my past so clearly to Aurora resurrected a litany of unaddressed emotions buried within me.
The feeling of abandonment and rejection placed by my birth parents brought a familiar sense of despair that was buried in the depths of my being. I hated speaking or remembering how my life was wrecked due to their irresponsibility and hatred towards me.
On the other hand, a bizarre side of me couldn’t help but be thankful for those experiences, because however terrible, t
