Aria’s POV

Knox had gone back to his room in the pack to prepare for his departure, and I prepared for mine also, as I gathered the little miserable belongings that I had in my room. As I packed, I felt no sadness or sense of loss. All I felt was excitement and anticipation. I couldn't wait to be free from this place.

Someone knocked on the door of my room, and I furrowed my eyebrows in thought. Who could it be?

It couldn't be Mama Felz. She never knocked. It couldn't be ...