Chapter 342

• Orian's pov
• *flashback*
• Exhaustion wracked through me, and the ache in my legs grew as I ascended the mountain cursing everything beneath me for my misfortune of not being able to use my wings. I was so close to going back down and forgetting everything I came here for but the rage and disappointment in Hector's voice if I did what my mind advised pushed me forward. I didn't want longer speeches on how I was an ungrateful fool on my twenty-fifth birthday.