ARIA'S POV

“Don't you want to say your final goodbye?” Draven stood at the door of the room. I say with my legs folded on the bed. I wouldn't move. “Aria,”

I shook my head, sending negative feedback. I didn't want to and Draven understood why. He took a deep breath and then pulled away.

I couldn't bear to watch, or so I thought. After a few minutes, I ran to the window and watched as they carried her out of the pack.

Draven was culturally prevented from burying Nana. She had no business with the pack and she died mysteriously in the Blue forest, so she belonged to the...