Aria Snow pov :
My body felt like a foreign object. My fingers were stiff, refusing to bend. My throat felt like I had swallowed a handful of sand, dry and scratching with every shallow breath I took.
Pain.
It was a dull, throbbing ache of muscles that hadn't moved in ninety days.
Open your eyes, a voice whispered in the back of my mind.
It was Aurora, my wolf. Her voice was guttural, ancient, and vibrating with a power that made my bones hum. "Wake up, Little Queen. Our mates are waiting."
I took a ragged breath.
The steady beep... beep... of the heart monitor sped up.
I forced my eyelids open. They felt heavy with sleep and exhaustion.
The light was dim, likely from the moonlight filtering through the blinds. My vision was blurry at first. I blinked once, twice, three
