Born From The Ash
CHAPTER 17
ARIA’S POV
A searing pain, sharp and hot, lanced through my temple while I was mending a tear in my cloak. I gasped, the needle slipping from my fingers. It wasn't a physical pain. It was a spike of pure, undiluted *warning*.
A flash of imagery burned behind my eyes: blackened earth in a perfect circle, the ghost of a metallic, rotting scent that made my wolf snarl in revulsion. And beneath it, a current of Kaiden’s urgency, a cold, gripping fear that was entirely his own.