POV: Aria Snow (The Spirit Realm)
I ran.
My paws hit the mossy earth with a rhythmic, thundering sound that felt like music. The wind whipped through my fur—fur that was no longer the dull, dirty white of a neglected outcast, but the blinding, iridescent white of a star.
I was fast. Faster than I had ever been in my human body. I leaped over a fallen log, soaring through the air with a grace that defied gravity.
Higher, Little Queen, my wolf, Aurora, purred in my mind. Her voice was ancient and smooth, like river stones. Show them what we are.
I threw my head back and let out a howl. It wasn't a cry for help. It was a song of pure, unadulterated joy. For the first time in eighteen years, I wasn't Aria the Ghost Girl. I wasn't the Beta's weak daughter. I wasn't the punching bag fo
