Chapter 45

Chapter 45: An Ancient Text and a Forbidden Truth

Aria's POV

The university library was quiet this afternoon, only the occasional whisper or rustle of pages breaking the silence. I tucked myself into a secluded corner, away from prying eyes. My mind kept replaying Lucian's apology from yesterday.

"I'm sorry."

Two simple words that had come too late. Words that couldn't erase the humiliation of his public rejection or the strange pain that had plagued me since.

I rubbed my back absently, wincing at the tenderness. The branch-like marks that had appeared after Lucian rejected me seemed to be spreading, a constant reminder of what I'd lost. My wolf had grown weaker too, her once vibrant presence now barely a whisper in my mind.

"Focus," I muttered to myself, turning my attention to the ancient texts section. I'd come here searching for answers, not to dwell on Lucian Monroe.