ce was not comforting. It was watching. Testing. Every rustle in the brush, eve
essed f
constant. The nausea, too. Her body fought her with every step. But her s
e now. Focus
it had to be away. Away from Kael. Away from
t beneath trees, and drank from rivers. She avo
moon was barely a sliver
e scent of lave
rm
hrough a canopy of woven branches. She lay on a bed of m
ps appr
Silver hair was braided tightly. Her eyes
n said. "But not far en
sit up. Her
are
uary of rogues. We do not kneel t
ria's vision. H
ong. I'm...
urther. She knelt, plac
e stronger
he rules of packs. Wolves who had escaped abuse, abandonment, or exile lived here i
omed with cau
where she could hear the water sing at nig
eart woul
ce haunted
ted. Who watched her when he thought she wasn't looking?
ver known, but ma
ften drifted
whispered to her child. "An
ched with
now. Across borders.
scent. Question
ed to reas
e, Kael. L
er was alwa
's m
pha anymore. It was desperation. Guilt. A hollow
n cruel. H
faile
only piece of softness i
he
ma
edemp
stop until
e never fo
she sent
ad t
ose woods, a heart he d
tiness he couldn't name, a wrongness he couldn't fix. He didn't know where she had gone. He didn't e
ission. But she had slipped through his fingers like moonlight, carrying not just her p
ild. H
fists, jaw tig
A woman he had dismissed as nothing more than a political convenience now ran
rved to be le
ot let the sto
he still
quiet defiance- Aria-was his, eve
burn the fore
ed to know
od at the edge of the river, th
eyes and let
nd distant rain. But there was something more in it-something older, deeper. The woods s
The roar of her own heartbeat when she ran through the night. But here, beside the stream, surrounded by
he-truly breathe-for
no memory of it. In the bending trees, she heard courage calling. And
whispered, even if
anym
wind reminded her that freedom didn't always come with noise. Sometimes, it cam
rything tried
icked gentl
t time since fle
t a victi
coming som
oth
urv
lf r
ld would so
contin