Why Does Arya Go Blind Novels & Stories

“Esta bien. (It’s ok.)” “He’s right, Merry,” Hakeem says, gripping her shoulder. “Move on to the next vision. You can come back to it.” Meredith nods. “I saw Arya kneeling in a battlefield, crying. But I couldn’t see why.” Charlie, Zak, and I all gasp. “Why was she crying?” I demand. “Who was she crying over?” Visibly upset, Meredith shakes her head. “Like I said before, it went too fast. I couldn’t see. All I saw was her face and the battle raging behind her. Neither Devin nor Xander were there.”

She replied. Her eyes went to where Connor was and she tapped Damien. “Connor too. He’s in there.” Damien let go of her and handed her a bandage before running towards the house. Arya looked at the bandage. Why was she given this? It was when she glanced down that she realized she had a visible injury. It didn’t sting or anything. “Damien saw it when he just came but I’ve not even felt it.” She sighed. “By senses are leaving me. This is proof that my soul nearly left my body.”

The healer said you will react violently to anyone who comes close to you if it's not me . ' How is this possible ? I don't care whatever the fuck the healer has to say . Bring me my mate . ' I shouted and Athena jerked bark in fear . ' Your eyes . ' she stammered . I sat up straight and turned away from her . She was the first person to ever see this side of me . Even my parents were not aware . My eyes blazed with balls of fire whenever I was so angry or full of emotion . ' I need to see Arya . ' I said trying to calm my voice and wolf down .

And then, ahead of us, a screen flickered to life. It was a huge TV flickered on in the middle of the path like it had always been waiting there. Blue static filled the air, then cleared into a video feed. I froze when I saw who was in the screen. It was Arya. She was tied to a chair, ropes biting into her arms, her face pale and streaked with dirt. She twisted, fighting against the bindings, her eyes wild. “Holy shit,” I breathed. The screen shifted. Another feed. Marcus.

Killian, please, I think someone sent these people to cause her harm; I can’t just leave her, please," she begged the Lycan, who looked like he wouldn’t agree to it, but he did. They quickly took Arya back to the estate; Brynn had hunches she didn’t trust the hospital one bit as they took Arya to Killian’s house estate, and his private doctor was called immediately to help nurse her back to health. It was a long game of patience and anxiousness as Brynn waited for two days before there was any sign of consciousness, as she only hoped Arya would fight through this. … A few days passed, and Arya was kept in a dimly lit room. It didn’t take long for Arya to shift slightly. Her hand twitched as

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

They both watched as the glow grew intense and blinding, until it gradually settled into a more steady frequency. Arya's eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was the sky above. She was lying down in a field. The sky was clouded in smoke that made her eyes water. She shut them tight and sat up straight, looking around to observe her surroundings. She heard it before she saw it and moved her hand away just in time to avoid having it impaled to the ground by an arrow. "What?" Arya asked, still flustered. She looked around, and her eyes grew wide in shock and horror as she saw whole buildings burning up in flames. She had no idea where she was.

As Arya watched Davina tumble down the stairs, a rush of satisfaction coursed through her veins, unaware of the maid that stood nearby, silently witnessing the scene unfold. Arya's heart raced as she heard a gasp behind her. Whirling around, she demanded, "Who's there?" The maid's eyes widened in fear as she quickly hid out of sight, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she had witnessed something she wasn't meant to see, but she couldn't risk Arya discovering her presence. Meanwhile, Arya's mind raced with thoughts of her next move. She made her way to the royal infirmary, where she found Daniel resting in bed, his healing abilities slowly mending the wounds inflicted by the silver in

Nova asks nervously. I nod. “I will be out momentarily - please don’t start without me,” I say and watch as the four women walk off, but then Arya stops when they pass the mirror on the passage wall. She looks at herself and then at me with wide, shocked eyes. “My scars, they’re gone!” she exclaims as tears roll down her face. To be honest, I stopped seeing the scars on her face the moment the Mate Bond clicked, so the fact that they’ve entirely gone is new to me.

"Look at the Lycan Spirit status assessment. Read the runes yourself." Julian snorted, his upper lip curling to reveal the tips of his elongated canines. "I do not need to read the runes. The physician has already given his assessment. Hazel is fading." Inside my mind, Aria clawed at the walls of my consciousness. Let me out, my Lycan spirit snarled, her voice a ragged, bloody echo in my skull. Let me tear the throat out of that lying little parasite on the bed. Let me paint this clinic red.