ARIA’S POV

I stood at the gate, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Two days!

It took two days, but we were finally here. Memories flooded my head.

“Ma'am,” a guard called. Even though he was standing right in front of me, his voice sounded distant, competing with the voices in my head.

“Mommy? Mom!” I looked down at their faces, an exact replica of Draven's–only innocent.

“Sweetie,” I responded.

“Ma'am, can I help you?” The guard's voice hit hard. I hadn't seen him before and the ginormous gate and fence of the pack made me realize just how long it had been and how much had changed.

“I’m here to...