Does Arya Stay Blind Novels & Stories

' Arya thought with pursed lips, mentally gluing her mouth shut. The security watched in wonder as the student's face made a myriad of emotions after he asked for her name? Did she not hear him? No she definitely did, they were talking just fine seconds ago, so what could be the problem? Could this be a side-effect of the lightning? Did it perchance make her hit her head? At the thought of Arya's non-responsiveness being caused by the lightning, the security became worried. He was about asking if she was alright when she suddenly burst into tears.

Jace followed him immediately. He was told; only chosen servants made it to the top two floors where Alpha stayed. But yet, on his first day, he was being led up to meet the Alpha. Step by step, he passed through halls that a lowly servant wasn’t supposed to see. The deeper they went, the quieter the house grew. Until finally, Gavin stopped at a door, then opened it. There he was, Elias - The Blind Alpha. He stood near the fireplace, tall and broad shoulders. His hair was black like charcoal, some dropping down on his face, some over his eyes. His eyes were open but obviously not seeing. And yet he turned and looked right at Jace.

It was known that the millionaire was not expressive with his feelings and emotions, but the energy of concern was felt in the atmosphere. "Miss Arya is stable," reports Doctor Packard when she comes down from checking on her. "I think if we move her in a wheelchair, she can come and talk to her mother." "Okay," murmurs Ayden. "Let's do it. Bring her here." Sebas, Sam, and Bruno go up with the doctor to bring Arya down. She lies there disturbed, overwhelmed, and worried about her mother. The dark circles under her eyes make her face look even more haggard.

Amaya said for Ann to do as told. Stella walked towards Amaya who had started fanning Arrya. "She fell unconscious?" She asked for Amaya to nod. " oh poor Arrya," Stella said for Amaya to nod. After 30 minutes, Arrya gently opened her eyes as she saw all the girls surrounding her. "What happened?" She asked as she tried to sit up. " you collapsed," Stella said for Arrya to frown. " Again?." Arya said for the girls to nod... "Please hope you didn't tell your brother" Arrya immediately asks Amaya who nods.

My jaw clenched as my brows furrowed. I stared at him in disbelief and then turned my head to look at a very shocked and wide awake Arya who was now sitting up with fresh tears streaming down her cheeks, her jaw had dropped as her breathing became frantic. Ah fuck, I thought as I instantly felt that agony pulsate through me on top of the pain she was already feeling because of her mother’s death. I took three steps toward her with my arms stretched out to her and she instantly leapt into my arms as fresh sobs started escaping her lips.

Shouldn’t he have some immunity? She wasn’t sure what to make of the events unfolding before her. She had never used her aura before. She wasn’t expecting it to do this. To be that powerful. She was scared to keep the command up any longer. She slowly pulled her aura back allowing everyone to get to their feet. The moment Alpha Mitchell stood up Arya’s attention snapped to him. She noticed he was beat red. His jaw was clenched, and his fists were balled. He looked like he was ready to kill her.

July seemed enthusiastic about the idea. "Huh?" Really, Argus looks stupid with his current expression. "What do you mean by blind marriage? Will the guests wear blindfolds like a masquerade party or something similar? Or will the entire wedding hall be pitch black?" Whether the thought of a new idea for a marriage concept is too good or her mental health was depressed due to the pressure of the situation, Argus was dubious for a moment.

"Please, George...can I talk to him? I need to know why he did this to me." My laughter was harsh. How could she think of him even in this situation? "Talk to him? Are you kidding me? Luca's gone, Willow. Forever. And even if he wasn't, what would be the point? He's made it clear how little you mean to him." Willow's face tore from in anguish. "And my eyesight? Can I get it back? Please, George, tell me there's a way..." My voice was cold. "No, Willow. There's no way. You're blind now. And it's all because of your stupidity."

Right there, impossible to miss in the flickering glow of the firelight, was the prominent, rigid outline of his semi-hard length. He was aroused. A warm, electric shockwave shot straight from Avery's chest down to her toes. Her face burned with a heat so intense she thought she might actually combust. Her gaze darted back up to his face in sheer panic, her hands frozen mid-air. He’s blind. He doesn't know I can see... that, she thought frantically, her mind spinning out of control. Or does he? Damien stood perfectly still, his expression a mask of cool composure, but the slight tightening of his jaw and the rapid pulse in his neck betrayed him.

He crossed the distance in two strides, scooped Vivienne off the floor and into his arms. He checked her arm, his eyes full of concern. He never once looked at me. He stepped right over my body lying in a pool of blood. He carried Vivienne toward the door. "You'd better pray she's alright." The door slammed shut. Years of forced Power Transfers had gutted my wolf. I'd lost the healing ability every werewolf was born with. The pain dragged me under. My vision went black at the edges. Before I lost consciousness completely, I fumbled the phone from my pocket.