Aria's POV.
I stood in my room, my hands shaking as I packed my bag, my heart heavy with worry. The air was warm, the candle's light dim, sending soft shadows on the stone walls.
Kael's sudden plan for a vacation, to get Sonia and Liam out of the packhouse, left me a bit uneasy, his cold eyes, his quick words, "Let's go on a vacation," echoing in my mind.
My wolf, Kyra, whined, her worry matching mine, sensing something wrong. Elijah's death, the secret Kael wouldn't share, hung over us, his silence cutting me deep.
I zipped my bag, my blue dress swishing, my boots soft on the floor, and turned to leave, my heart racing, wondering what this trip meant, why Kael was so distant.
I opened the door, my bag heavy on my shoulder, but Seraphina stood there, her red dress bright, her blonde hair glowing, her green eyes hard, blocking my path.
