Aria's POV
I stared at Devin. "You said Joshua stopped you." My voice was quieter now, but no less firm. "That still doesn't explain why you wanted to kill my father."
Devin lowered his head. His shoulders slumped. "I was afraid he would regain his memories."
My brows knitted together. "What do you mean?"
He let out a bitter laugh. "Ronan is remembering."
Lydia stiffened. Remembering what?
I folded my arms, refusing to let him avoid the question. "Explain."
Devin slowly lifted his head. "I think it is time to speak the truth." His tired eyes swept over everyone in the room.
Damon stood beside me with his arms crossed, his Alpha aura filling the room without effort. Ryder remained silent, his face pale. Justin stood behind Damon, listening carefully.
Then Devin looked back at me. "
