Aria's POV
The memories didn't come all at once. They appeared in broken fragments, flashing through my mind so quickly that I could barely hold on to them.
Damon standing in front of me with that infuriating expression he always wore when he thought I was being reckless. His hand around mine. Elona's tiny fingers curling around mine.
Ronan's voice. Joshua laughing. The first time I had felt the mate bond between Damon and me.
I squeezed my eyes shut and held on to every fragment I could.
"I remember," I whispered.
Damon was still in front of me, barely conscious. Blood covered his clothes, and his chest rose with shallow breaths.
My heart clenched. I remembered him. I remembered my mate. I remembered the way his presence had always made something inside me settle, even when I wante
