Aria's POV
The moment Damian disappeared down the corridor with Rick, Elena turned to me with worried amber eyes that seemed to glow faintly in the dim light of the entrance hall.
"How bad were his injuries?" she asked softly, her Luna instincts clearly on high alert.
I hesitated, my fingers twisting together. The truth sat heavy on my tongue.
But telling them would only make them worry more, and Damian had enough on his plate without his family spiraling into panic mode.
"He had some broken ribs and a concussion," I said carefully, keeping my voice steady even as my heart hammered against my ribcage. "The fall into the ocean was rough on him. But he's healing well now."
Grace, Damian's grandmother, studied me with sharp gray eyes that reminded me so much of her grandso
