Chapter 153

• ARIA'S POV
• The first night in the Astral Pack’s territory was restless. My mind spun with everything I had seen so far—the exiles living in those wooden cabins, the peeling paint on my so-called “hotel,” and Kieran’s warnings about staying inside after dark.
• Anxiety and curiosity twisted together, keeping sleep at bay. But eventually, exhaustion won, and I drifted off, dreaming of endless deserts and shadowy figures watching me from afar.