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Kiara's POV

It felt surreal coming back here.

I still couldn't believe that I had come back. To the pack that had disgraced me so thoroughly.

I was missing Damien so much already and it had just been a few hours since my departure. I had to leave while he was asleep because if he had begged me to stay, I would have.

Even now I questioned what exactly I was doing here. Right. The prophecy. I had to pick the right mate whoever that was. Not the person I was crazy about.

There had to be a reason that Dorian was even in the running at all.

"Hey." I saw him coming towards me to welcome me and I smiled.

He embraced me and looked at me with poorly disguised surprise.

"Hey. You came."

"I did." So even he had not been expecting me to come. At least he wouldn't have unrealistic expectations of me. I took in his features. "How are you holding down the fort here? How is your Dad?"

He ran his fingers through his dark blond hair looking frustrated.

"Still out. The doctors don't know when he