Aria......

The scent of iron still hung in the air. Even though the battlefield had been cleared, and the rogues’ bodies burned to ash beneath the watchful eyes of the pack, I could still feel the chaos clawing at my skin. The howls. The blood. The sound of Damien's ragged breathing as he was dragged off, half-dead. All of it pulsed through her memory like a drumbeat i couldn’t silence. I screamed and tried to follow the healers who took Damien, but I was pushed away by Serena.

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