Lorien POV

Losing my sight while Ardyn drove us back toward pack territory was infuriating. The imposed darkness felt like a leash, a reminder that the Fae still wanted control over what I saw and where I went.

But I kept one truth locked quietly behind my teeth:

I could still feel the Source calling to me.

If I wanted, I could walk straight back to it.

Ardyn did not need that information. Not when he seemed one irritation away from turning the truck around and returning me to Fae lands ...