Chapter 170

I was saved from training with Helios when he flagged me down and gave me news of Aidan. The guy I grew up with had finally awoken from the magically induced coma he’d been put into, and as I raced down the winding corridors with the remnants of my rage still weighing on my mind, all I could think about was that this was finally over.

Aidan would see, he had to.

For almost a full minute I stood in the doorway staring at him, tallying up the physical changes he’d gone through since we last saw one another.

The most noticeable change was how he shifted from the build of a lanky teenager to that of a man, set with broad shoulders and a sharp jawline coated in dark stubble. It was the subtle changes I cared about, like the unnatural stillness in the way that he sat, propped against the plush pillows of his hospital bed. The Aidan I grew up with couldn’t sit still, not without tapping his foot or fidgeting with something in his hands. Right now, his eyes were glued to the wall of tall wind