Chapter 48

Levi

Black. All things suddenly turn black and I can’t stop myself spiraling into the void. I stumble back and collide against someone but I don’t care anymore.

The only thing I can see is her smiling face and the way that the man beside her is looking at her full of love.

It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. I’ve been beating myself up thinking of her.

Arya was never dead. She is indeed the one that the Rogues have seen, the young woman who was washed on the banks of that river that night and saved by the Lycans.

For the past nights I have allowed myself to imagine a good meeting between us. I imagined her distraught and not treated well, taking kindly to me saving her. I know that that is such a bad thought but I allowed myself to hope.

And now that she is here. . . .

Daniel is saying something to me and Theo is also speaking, but their voices are drowned when the King speaks again and the people clap and cheer.

“Escorting her is our very own warrior, Arthur Basset, her beloved an