113: Malfunctioning hormones

Aurora’s POV

I awoke from the depths of slumber, my senses slowly returning to the waking world, I found myself bathed in the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains. Disoriented and still groggy from sleep, I blinked back the remnants of my dream, the tendrils of its lingering embrace slowly dissipating.

How could I dream about having sex with Alpha Caden after the way he has tossed me aside like I meant nothing to him? Nah, something is definitely wrong with my hormones.

But as I stirred, a sense of unease washed over me, a nagging feeling of disquiet that refused to be ignored. Casting about the room with bleary eyes, I realized with a start that I was alone—no comforting presence beside me, no warmth to chase away the chill of the morning air.

Slowly, the fog of sleep began to lift, and with a dawning sense of clarity, I remembered where I was—the opulent confines of the palace, a world away from the familiar comforts of home. It wasn't just a dream; the reality