Chapter 17

Aria’s POV

Knox had gone back to his room in the pack to prepare for his departure, and I prepared for mine also, as I gathered the little miserable belongings that I had in my room. As I packed, I felt no sadness or sense of loss. All I felt was excitement and anticipation. I couldn't wait to be free from this place.

Someone knocked on the door of my room, and I furrowed my eyebrows in thought. Who could it be?

It couldn't be Mama Felz. She never knocked. It couldn't be Knox. He wouldn't knock, because he knew he didn't need to.

I felt a sliver of fear as I wondered if it was Liam, who was back for revenge.

“Who is it?” I called, making sure I kept my voice steady.

“It's me.” A familiar voice replied—Claire.

I paused. W