Chapter 335

• Aria’s POV
• The moon was almost full, two nights since the gates had closed behind Lucien.
• For forty-eight hours I had shut myself away, refusing the light, refusing the whispers of the pack outside my chamber. The Omega attendants came and went like shadows, their hands gentle, their words muted. I let them dress me, feed me, braid my hair, but my mind was elsewhere—always elsewhere. I forced myself not to think of him. Not of Lucien’s defiant eyes when he was dragged away. Not of the way his wolf had howled through the bars, promising he would never bow, never break.