Aria
My arm is really beginning to ache. I shouldn’t have been the one to torture the prisoner. Not only did I end up hurting myself more, I am not cut out for it. I’m going to be worried about hurting that man for the rest of my life. I know he deserved it. I know he is the enemy. I know if the circumstances were reversed, he wouldn’t have hesitated to hurt me, yet I am going to be thinking about this for the rest of my life.
Which might not be very long depending upon what Wilks has waiting for us.
I’m not afraid, though. As I follow Sebastian into the darkness, I believe that we will keep each other safe, and that we will find a way to defeat Wilks and get vengeance for my parents.
The stairs are steep, and it is pitch black
Sebastian“Aria!” I am screaming at her through the mind-link, but she’s not answering. I know that the mind-link doesn’t work so well when we are in our human form, so I’m praying that’s why she can’t hear me, but I have an awful feeling that it’s something else. Somehow, I manage to free myself from these bastard wolves. “Aria!” I run toward the door as Grip manages to get his fingers around a gun. I hear the pop, pop but also the squeals and shrieks of wolves going down.I take the steps so fast, I miss one and slide about halfway down the stairs. I feel my hand rip open on the railing but don’t stop as I regain my footing and make it into the library in time to see a naked man with a gun fleeing the room. I dive for him as he turns to shoot but misses me. We go down hard on the
SebastianThe doctor has a grave expression on his face, and I feel my stomach twisting in knots. “Mr. Kurts, we’ve done everything we can. Her condition is quite serious. If she makes it through the night, I’ll be surprised. I’m sorry to be the one who has to tell you, but she just lost so much blood. Even if she does make it, her brain was without proper oxygen for quite some time. There’s a chance she’ll… never be the same.”His words wash over me, and I have to struggle to stay focused on the positive. Aria is alive. That’s the most important part. I know that she is a fighter, that she will not go down easily, that she will do everything she can to come back to me. Whether or not she will be the same as she was before is not as important as the fact that she is still alive.
Sebastian“She’s awake?”The nurse nods at me. She is one of those no-nonsense sort of gals who isn’t going to stand there and wait for me to get over the shock I’m feeling at hearing her words. She puts her hand on her ample hip and says, “Come with me.”I fly out of the chair and follow her out the door. My mother comes with me, but we don’t make it too many doors down the hall before the nurse says,”Only one of you will be able to come in at a time.”“Yes, ma’am,” I say, getting a look from her out of the corner of her eye. I’m not trying to be sarcastic or rude. I am trying to be respectful, but she doesn’t take it that way.
Aria âWerewolves?â I repeat the word this man has just said to me, but I donât believe it. I begin to wonder if perhaps he has also hit his head. I almost laugh, but he looks so serious. The idea that people could change from human form into wolf form seems like something out of a dream or a movie to me, not reality. Besides, I think, surely I would remember something like that. I donât remember anything, though, not really. I remember what some things are. I remember that this place is called a hospital, that the man who was in here before is called a doctor, and that his rudeness is referred to as âpoor bedside manner.â But I donât remember being a werewolf, thatâs for damn sure. And I donât remember the man standing at the foot of my bed looking a
AriaFirst I completely forget everything about who I am, where I came from, and how I got here, and now I’m hearing voices in my head?I think maybe it is the medicine. I’ve had a lot of it, after all. I almost died, or so they tell me. I truly don’t remember anything before waking up and realizing I was in a hospital. I know I need to sleep, but that Sebastian guy has me thinking.I feel sorry for him. It seems weird. One would think I would feel sorry for me. I guess I do. But I also feel sorry for him. He just lost the woman that he loves. She’s still right here, looking at him, looking just like she should, but it’s not her, not really. Maybe I will be someday, but I’m not right now.And also he thinks he is a werewo
AriaAfter a few days, I am dismissed from the hospital. Dr. Wilson, charming man that he is, says that normally, he would keep a patient who has no memories a bit longer, but in my case, he was fine sending me home. He said it was best if “my kind” took care of me. Since i still think I am his kind, I don’t appreciate this. But I go because I’d rather be anywhere but in the hospital.On the plane ride to Sebastian’s home, I sit next to him but say next to nothing as I stare at the window of the private jet we are on. His parents, who seem like nice enough people, although I’m not crazy about his dad, sit in the row in front of us and also don’t talk. Sebastian tries to get me to speak a few times. I mostly shrug and use one word responses, so he gives up. I know he wants to hold my hand, so when
SebastianI take Aria to my room, not sure what to expect. I am surprised that she’s had such vivid memories of Mim. It seems that scents can trigger memories for her, so I will have to try to think about how I can use this knowledge to help the situation in the future.I’m not sure there are any particular scents she can associate with my room at first, but when I open the door and see the bed, one comes to mind.Her memories might be trapped in her mind somewhere, but mine are not, and walking into the room, holding her hand, seeing the bed where we made love for the first time, where we made love so many times, I miss her in a way I haven’t missed her since she was lying in that hospital bed and I was sitting in the waiting room, waiting to see if she would recover.
AriaI feel like a wanton woman, but I want this man, and since we have been together many times, I can’t convince myself that it’s not okay. Trying to keep my hands off of him is like trying to prevent myself from breathing. The longer I try, the more it burns, the greater grows the need.I don’t know if the two of us being together will inspire any memories to fire off within my head, but at the moment, I don’t care. He is kissing me like he loves me, and I believe that maybe he does. He tastes like rain water, and I can’t get enough of the feel of his tongue against mine. He is cautious at first, taking his time, but when I place my mouth on his mark, he knows what I want and that I’m sure that I want it.We waste little time stripping our clothing off as
Sebastian I am standing at the end of an aisle, outside in my motherâs garden behind our house, waiting for the most wonderful woman in the world to walk down and stand beside me so that the preacher before us can pronounce us man and wife. All of our friends and family are also here, including the remaining members of Vargas Pack. There are rows and rows of white folding chairs covering the velvety green lawn. The sky is crystal blue, white puffy clouds roll by high above us, and I canât imagine how my life could be any more perfect than it is at this moment. My father retired from being the pack Alpha a few months ago. He said he hoped it wouldnât interfere with the wedding plans, but it was time. Mom had this river cruise she wanted to go on in Europe, and it was getting ready to set sail. He said heâd neglected her wishes for far t
Sebastian“I remember.”Hearing Aria say those two words is almost as good as it was to hear her say that she loved me for the first time. Tears fill my eyes as I look into hers, the magic from the rings in the moonlight dissipating as we are left in the ruins of her home with our arms around one another.“You do?”Her smile widens as she nods enthusiastically. “I do. I remember everything.”A sigh of relief escapes my lips as I wrap her up into my arms and swing her around. “I’m so glad,” I tell her as I set her down on her and brush her hair back before I kiss her. Just like our hands melding together started the magic that brought he
SebastianAria and I walk hand-in-hand up the hill that leads to her old village with the light of a full moon guiding our feet along the path. I am nervous about what might happen when we get to the top and she sees her old homesite. Either she will recognize where she’s at and a flood of memories will come back to her, or she won’t, and this entire visit will leave her devastated.I try to reassure her as we go. “Now, if this doesn’t work, it’s all right. There are lots of other things we can try. There are people we can see. We’ll go visit your old packmates. It’s possible that some of them will be able to help you remember. Or we can find a doctor, an expert on amnesia. I bet there’s a good one that knows about the shifter world already. If not, they don’t have to know you’re
AriaWe take another plane to my hometown, or at least, as close to it as we can get. Sebastian tells me that there are no airports in my former territory. In fact, the closest one is a few hours’ drive from where we want to go. This time, on the airplane, when he wants to hold my hand, I not only let him, I want to hold his hand, too.The flight is much longer this time, over three hours. To pass the time, I ask Sebastian questions about his childhood, and he tells me stories about when he was a little boy. I wonder how many of them I have heard before and how many of them are brand new to me. He makes me laugh, and I love to hear the sound of his voice.But I am nervous. What if this is my last chance to remember? What if I get to my hometown and I don’t recognize anything?
AriaOnce again, Sebastian has me by the hand and is leading me down the stairs to another part of this enormous house. I have no idea where we are going, only that we are looking for some rings that Dez mentioned when he was talking about Mim.I don’t bother to ask Sebastian any more questions because he seems to not want to tell me anything. He said he needed to show me. Maybe whatever he’s going to show me will help me to understand more, even if it doesn’t help me remember.We stop at an office door on the first floor, and Sebastian knocks. I hear a deep voice that I think is his dad say, “Yeah? Who is it?”“Father, it’s me, Sebastian, with Aria. Can we come in?”
SebastianWaking up next to Aria, I think for a moment that things are normal, that all of this has just been one horrible nightmare, and she’s still exactly the way she should be, her memories are intact, and she knows who I am and who she is.Then her eyes open, and I can see the vacancy registering there. My heart feels crushed again. She blinks a few times and then smiles at me, and I don’t feel quite as bad.Since she lost her memories, I’ve felt terrible for her, but I have also held onto one selfish fear, that she will never remember me and won’t learn to love me again. I have been terrified that she will decide she doesn’t want to be with me anymore.This smile reassures me that that isn’t the case, that
AriaI feel like a wanton woman, but I want this man, and since we have been together many times, I can’t convince myself that it’s not okay. Trying to keep my hands off of him is like trying to prevent myself from breathing. The longer I try, the more it burns, the greater grows the need.I don’t know if the two of us being together will inspire any memories to fire off within my head, but at the moment, I don’t care. He is kissing me like he loves me, and I believe that maybe he does. He tastes like rain water, and I can’t get enough of the feel of his tongue against mine. He is cautious at first, taking his time, but when I place my mouth on his mark, he knows what I want and that I’m sure that I want it.We waste little time stripping our clothing off as
SebastianI take Aria to my room, not sure what to expect. I am surprised that she’s had such vivid memories of Mim. It seems that scents can trigger memories for her, so I will have to try to think about how I can use this knowledge to help the situation in the future.I’m not sure there are any particular scents she can associate with my room at first, but when I open the door and see the bed, one comes to mind.Her memories might be trapped in her mind somewhere, but mine are not, and walking into the room, holding her hand, seeing the bed where we made love for the first time, where we made love so many times, I miss her in a way I haven’t missed her since she was lying in that hospital bed and I was sitting in the waiting room, waiting to see if she would recover.
AriaAfter a few days, I am dismissed from the hospital. Dr. Wilson, charming man that he is, says that normally, he would keep a patient who has no memories a bit longer, but in my case, he was fine sending me home. He said it was best if “my kind” took care of me. Since i still think I am his kind, I don’t appreciate this. But I go because I’d rather be anywhere but in the hospital.On the plane ride to Sebastian’s home, I sit next to him but say next to nothing as I stare at the window of the private jet we are on. His parents, who seem like nice enough people, although I’m not crazy about his dad, sit in the row in front of us and also don’t talk. Sebastian tries to get me to speak a few times. I mostly shrug and use one word responses, so he gives up. I know he wants to hold my hand, so when