Aria's POV
I didn't sleep that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the envoy standing at my door. Elona is the heir. The words kept repeating in my head.
Lydia wasn't sleeping either. She prowled restlessly beneath my skin, her claws scraping against my ribs whenever I thought about someone trying to take Elona away.
They want our pup. We should go to them.
I opened my eyes. That's exactly what we're going to do.
By sunrise, I had already made my decision. I wasn't sending a reply. I was going there myself.
Damon found me in the hallway as I was fastening my weapons beneath my coat. His eyes immediately narrowed. "Where are you going?"
I looked at him. "To meet the head of my mother's house."
He stepped closer. "I won't let you go alone. I'm coming with you."
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