Aria’s POV. I spun around, heart thundering in my chest.I turned at the speed of lightning, ready to strike whoever had made my heart almost jump out of my chest and mouth, but there was no one behind me. Nothing but the shadows of the trees and the eerie silence that seemed too loud. But I knew—I heard it. Felt it.Why were there so many strange things happening tonight?The early morning of my birthday for that matter?I staggered backward toward the front door of the house, reaching for the knob with shaking fingers while my eyes still scanned the area for any sign of threat whatsoever. My entire body was on edge, still rattled from the strange pull of the moon and the searing pain in my collarbone.I flung the door open and stepped inside—A hand slammed against the door, stopping me.I knew, without being told, that the hand didn’t belong to Ella, my foster mother.I screamed, trying to force the door closed, but the hand was unmovable—solid, massive, and radiating heat.“No,”
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