Chapter 131

Arya

Waves of repulsion ripple through my body. I want to snap out of this memory and come back to reality, but nothing is happening. I concentrate hard enough, willing all of it to go away. . . .

But the scene only changes, and I find myself in a strange white space. There are no visible walls. There is no ceiling, no floor. No anything. Just a big space of pure white that stretches on for miles and miles.

The only thing that’s in it is a female figure.

And I instantly recognize it as Ivory.

She looks at me, her eyes filled with dread and nerves, coupled with a hint of pride that I know would never disappear no matter what. She, after all, has always been proud.

“So you loved him before,” is the only thing I manage to say to her. “Rhysand was your mate. But you were Shape Shifters and not Lycans.”

“He was the only thing I had,” she says after a beat. “And similarly, I was the only thing he had. That bond couldn’t be erased easily. Even after centuries. Even after I made clear t