Amelia POV

Ronan stood in front of me, his claws stained in Asher’s blood.

Then I watched as he shifted back slowly, his form surfacing as relief broke through me.

The moment I really saw him, In his real form, standing there… alive and real—everything inside me broke open.

I stumbled toward him, my legs weak, my chest tight, my heart hammering so violently it hurt.

For a second I thought he might vanish, like a hallucination.

But then his arms wrapped around me and his ...