SIX YEARS LATER…
Amelia’s POV
Mom knocked on my bedroom door just as I was finishing up putting my makeup on. She smiled at me with a motherly fondness, but there was a tightness in her eyes today that was usually absent.
Everyone wanted today to go well.
“He’s here,” she said. “Are you almost ready?”
“Almost,” I said, as I took one last look in the mirror. In the past six years, since an attack on me had rendered me with amnesia, my physical appearance had been slowly changing. My hair was getting lighter, like Lillian’s, and my eyes were more blue than brown now.
I’d been told the changes were normal after the manifestation of my wolf, which apparently had only happened during my attack. I couldn’t remember, and I still hadn’t met my wolf. Perhaps she had only appeared to save my
