Chapter 189\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then everything was noise \u2013 shouting, snarling, the nanny\u2019s cries my vision went dark. I must have passed out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t know how much time had passed. It was probably only seconds. When I opened my eyes again, there was no one near me. I could still hear the sounds of struggle. It made my heart race with pure panic.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d stumbled to my feet, blood warm on my neck, heart pounding. I\u2019d run without direction, driven by fear, until the trees thinned and the river appeared bright, cold, endless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2013\u00a0<\/p>\n
Something about it was magnetic. I don\u2019t know if it was the comforting white noise of the rushing water or the promise of something cool to calm my flushed skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My legs had given out at the edge. I\u2019d tried to call for Cassian, but no sound came.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then everything went black.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gasped, clutching the edge of the table as the memory faded. The teacup slipped from my fingers and shattered on the floor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sound jolted me back into the room, my breath coming fast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEllie?\u201d one of the nurses called from the doorway, startled. \u201cAre you okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d I said quickly, crouching to gather the pieces. My hands trembled. \u201cJust\u2026 slipped.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I wasn\u2019t fine. My pulse was racing, my mind spinning. The memory was so clear it felt like it had just happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The road. The rogues. Cassian\u2019s voice screaming my name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I pressed a hand to my temple, right where the dull ache had started \u2013 just below my ear. The same spot where I\u2019d been struck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It all made sense now: the scar that was still faintly visible there, the amnesia after the accident, the dreams that had haunted me ever since.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hadn\u2019t just lost my family. I\u2019d been taken from them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Was it an accident, a random attack?\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was hard to believe that it was, considering how many times I\u2019d been targeted by rogues now. Then again, all I could remember was the rogues trying to steal my jewelry. That wasn\u2019t exactly a compelling reason to attack an alpha\u2019s children.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I\u2019d finally been found, the doctors said I\u2019d been delirious, too injured to remember much besides my name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
By the time I\u2019d recovered, no one came for me, because they hadn\u2019t known where to look. The orphanage had been near the rogue zone. Too far from Moonstone. Too far for anyone to imagine that a lost child from a powerful pack would have ended up there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My throat tightened. I remembered the woman who\u2019d found me a kind stranger who\u2019d wrapped me in a blanket and carried me to safety.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That moment had saved my life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But it had cost me everything else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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By the time my shift ended, the rain had started.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I walked out of the hospital in a daze, the world around me soft and blurred through the drizzle. I lifted my face to the sky, the cool drops mingling with the tears I didn\u2019t bother to hide.\u00a0<\/p>\n
All this time, I\u2019d thought my lost childhood was gone forever. That my memories had drowned somewhere she couldn\u2019t reach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt warmth from Cassian and Alaric, a familial warmth that I trusted on an instinctual level, but the memories had been so spotty.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was one that I never expected to get back. The incident that caused me to be separated from them. The reason I was raised in a rogue orphanage instead of the Moonstone packhouse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The flood of emotions was too much for me not to cry.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt like I needed answers. I needed to understand what else had happened that day. I had been lost, but I knew that Alaric and Cassian had looked for me, so why hadn\u2019t they found me? There had to be an explanation, and there were only two people who could give it to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had lost my family because of that day. Not even my memories of them had remained.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the goddess had given them back\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2014\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2013 piece by piece, dream by dream.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My mother\u2019s voice echoed again in my mind: The goddess doesn\u2019t make mistakes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maybe this was the reason for the visions. The connection. Moonstone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maybe it was never about prophecy or destiny. Maybe it was about remembering who I was \u2013 and where I came from.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maybe the answers for where I needed to go next would be found somewhere in my past.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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