Claire's POV (Aria's Mother)
The familiar sound of the wheelchair's quiet wheels against the polished floors accompanied me as I made my way from Aria's room, my heart weighed down by a dread I hadn't felt in years. We were finally back home, and while Magnus and Regan were still with Aria, I couldn't shake the gnawing fear that she was beginning to remember pieces of her past—memories buried under layers of pain and loss. And with Ory, her wolf, re-emerging after all these years… Moon Goddess, please, not now.
I pressed a small button on the side of the staircase, watching as it transformed into a smooth ramp to allow me access to the lower floor. The whole time, my mind raced with every possible outcome if Aria's memories continued to return. As I wheeled myself down and the staircase returned to its original state behind me, I knew I couldn't keep this secret from Magnus any longer. As her mate, he deserved to know the truth.
