Kamrynn's POV
The moment Thalia returned with the key to the Ostracylle, hope flickered to life within me. She stepped forward, her hands trembling as she inserted the small key into the lock. With a soft click, the cursed collar unlatched, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, I felt its oppressive weight leave my body.
Then it happened.
Power surged through me like a tidal wave, crashing against every nerve ending and filling me with a warmth that was both foreign and familiar. Aryna. My wolf. She was back. The bond we shared roared to life with an intensity that left me breathless.
“Kamrynn!” Aryna’s voice echoed in my mind, full of excitement and relief. “I’m here! Oh, how I’ve missed you!”
“I’ve missed you too,” I whispered aloud, tears streaming down my cheeks.
