"Quiet down, Aria," Cris said calmly, not bothering to raise his voice. His eyes, however, were fixed firmly on Aurora. She didn't look much better than the last time he saw her, but at least she didn't appear on the verge of fainting. Her skin was still pale, and her lips were dry and cracked. Looking at her now, no one would believe she was once the daughter of an alpha.

Even so, the dirt and grime couldn't fully conceal her beauty. Her auburn curls framed her face like ...