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My Name is Aurora Grayson. I'm your average 17-year-old girl with big goals and even bigger dreams. I live with my parents in a modest two-bedroom home off the outskirts of town and life has been hectic and chaotic and really busy if I am being honest with myself. Between studying and trying to get the scores and scholarships, I need to get into Harvard, attend high school, and work part-time at the local diner down the road from my house.
I barely have time to just be a 17-year-old. I have to help pay my family's bills since my father got sick and had to resign from his position at the university. My mother works in a local upscale hotel as the assistant manager. She's beautiful, determined and my best friend, my biggest confidant.
Though she makes decent money, she still needs help with bills. I am close with my parents. They are amazing, so to help them, I got a part-time job at the local diner in the agreement that the job wouldn't affect my grades. One day I will be able to afford to take care of my parents like they do me.
I see the sacrifices they make proudly and without complaint, for me. My mother and father moved here to Cambridge, Massachusetts, before I was born. I don't remember life anywhere else. Yes, the famous home of Harvard Law School. My father was a professor there until he got too sick to work.
He loved his job more than anything. I can remember sitting in his class as a young girl watching young minds take in his teachings. He was loved and cherished by all of his students before he was forced to resign.
My heart breaks for him. He has always been my hero. I know he misses teaching. Doctors are hopeful the next round of treatments cures this unexplained illness plaguing him. I hope and wish more than anything that they are right and can cure him and give him his life back!
"Good morning dad," I said as I rushed around him in the kitchen. I picked up my book from the night before, where I'd left it on the kitchen table after studying too late, then an apple from the fruit bowl for breakfast this morning. "Wait, Aurora, I can make you breakfast," he said, holding himself up on the counter. I looked at my dad, giving a gentle smile.
"No, thank you daddy, just rest, I am going to be late for school," I said before leaning over and gently kissing his cheek. "We can have dinner tonight. I don't have to work at the diner," I said, smiling at him again “I will hold you to it, brat," he said, kissing my cheek in return. "I love you dad," I said as I rushed out of the door. "I love you too, kiddo have a great day at school!!" He yelled after me.
I ran from the house and got to the bus stop. Thomas, my boyfriend, was there. He kissed my cheek. "Good morning beautiful," he said with a smile. I leaned in to his kiss, giving him my cheek. "Good morning," I said, smiling. Thomas and I had been dating for almost 3 years, since we were 15. "You didn't call me last night," he said with a frown. "Yeah, I know I am sorry. No excuses,” I said with an apologetic smile on my face.
“I worked late at the diner then when I got home last night, I fell asleep at the kitchen table studying," I said. "You have done that a lot lately," he said, his tone streaked with annoyance. "I know that too, and I am sorry about that. I just have to pull the GPA and test scores to get the full ride scholarship to Harvard. My family and I really need this,” I reminded him.
“Testing is this week," I said as the bus was pulling up. "You know hot stuff, I can give you a ride to school," he said, pointing to his convertible. I smiled, "I like to stay humble," I said, kissing his cheek quickly and getting on the bus. I sat down next to my best friend Lilly, "Good morning Aurora," She said with a soft smile.
"He is still trying to get you in that car isn't he?" She said laughing. "Yeah he is," I said, side eyeing her. “He should focus more on his test scores than his daddy’s money and trying so hard to get into your pants” she said looking out the window at him. “He’s going to duke!” I said. “Yeah but you and I both know his daddy’s money is paying for his entrance. He doesn’t need scores when he can throw money at it,” she said before she went silent for a moment.
"He's really pushing you to give up that V card of yours, isn't he?" I looked at Lilly flabbergasted. "Um...well.... Yes but you know how I feel about it," I said, looking at her "Yes, yes, school before play," she said, shoulder bumping me. "Test scores before you score,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows at me. “Girl you need to de-stress yourself, what could it hurt to have a single night of fun out?" She said laughing.
"That sounds fun but right now I have the state testing coming up and the scholarships to think about. I'll be 18 in a few days and with the school year ending in a few months they will be awarding scholarships soon. The testing is this week. and when they give out scholarships soon I have to have my name on that list and my entire future rides on it." I said shyly.
“I need this scholarship money and honestly so does my family Lilly” “you are holding damn near a 5.0 GPA. You have surpassed all previous testing I have no doubt you will get that full ride to college” she said, hugging me with an arm. I leaned my head against her before we sat back in the seat putting our knees up on the back of the seat in front of us.
Damon’s POVThe war room had never felt so heavy. I had stood in this room countless times. I had planned battles here. Made decisions that sent warriors into danger. Signed treaties. Ended conflicts.But never had I walked through those doors knowing we were facing something that did not want a kingdom. Something that did not want a crown. Something that wanted the world itself.Aurora walked beside me, her hand firmly held in mine. Neither of us spoke. We didn't need to. The bond between us carried every fear, every thought, every question we couldn't say aloud. She had faced Selene alone.She had learned truths that changed everything. And now... She was carrying the weight of them. I squeezed her hand gently. She looked at me."You don't have to do that.""Do what?""Pretend you're not worried."I frowned. "I'm not pretending."Her eyebrow lifted. "Damon."A small breath escaped me. "Fine." I looked forward. "I am worried. Terrified, actually."That surprised her. "You admit that?
Damon's POVI had never been a man who prayed. I believed in gods. I believed in magic. I believed there were forces in this world far older and more powerful than anything we could understand. But prayer... Prayer was something I had never needed.Until that night. Until Aurora fell asleep in my arms and I felt something was wrong. At first, I thought she was simply exhausted. She had spent too much of herself in battle. She had pushed her magic beyond its limits to save our daughter, to save Rick, to save everyone who needed her.I thought her body was finally forcing her to rest. But then the moonlight changed. That was when I knew. I sat beside her for hours, watching her sleep. Watching the faint silver glow beneath her skin.Listening to her breathing. Waiting. I tried waking her once. "Aurora." Nothing. I touched her cheek."Aurora, my love." Still nothing. My chest tightened. She wasn't gone. I knew that. Our bond was still there. Strong. Alive. But something had her. Somethin
Aurora's POV:"You cannot face Lucian as you are now."I stared at her. "I've already faced monsters.""Not this one." The ocean behind her began to churn. The cracks in the sky widened."And if he wakes fully before you are ready, he will not simply break his prison. He will break everything." Fear tightened in my chest. "Then tell me what to do." Selene studied me for a long moment before She stepped closer, and the moonlight gathered around her hands. "Listen carefully, Aurora." The world around us came in to view and suddenly I was standing in a vast silver hall with no walls and no ceiling, only endless moonlight stretching in every direction. The floor beneath my feet shimmered like polished glass, and in the distance, shapes moved through the light like memories waiting to be born."This place..." I whispered."Is where you will train."My heart thudded."Train?"Selene nodded. "You have been given power, but power alone is not enough." She lifted one hand, and a sphere of mo
Aurora’s POVThe word echoed through the silence. Thea. My daughter’s name had never sounded frightening before. It had always meant warmth. Home. The tiny hands that reached for my fingers.The sleepy smile she gave Damon whenever he walked into the room. The little girl who had changed everything about my life without even trying.But standing there with Selene beneath a broken sky, hearing the worry in the Moon Goddess’s voice, fear wrapped itself around my heart."What about my daughter?"Selene looked at me for a long moment. Not as a goddess looking at a queen. Not as a creator looking at her creation. As one mother looking at another. And somehow... That frightened me more."Before I answer you," she said softly, "I need you to understand something."I swallowed."What?""You did not do anything wrong."My brows pulled together. "I don't understand.""The fear you are feeling right now..." Selene stepped closer. "That is the fear of a mother who believes she has placed her chil
Aurora's POVFor several long moments, neither of us spoke. The only sound was the endless whisper of the waves. Except... They weren't really waves anymore. As I looked closer, I realized the ocean wasn't moving naturally. Moonlight rippled across its surface, but beneath it, the fractures continued to spread. Thin veins of silver light stretched farther into the horizon, branching like cracks through glass.I had never seen this place damaged before. The last time I had stood upon this beach, everything had been perfect. Peaceful. Timeless. Now... Even paradise bore scars. I slowly turned back toward Selene."What happened?"She didn't answer immediately. Instead, she walked toward the shoreline, her bare feet leaving no footprints in the glowing sand. I followed beside her. Neither of us spoke until we reached the water's edge. She looked out across the endless sea."I have watched this ocean since the beginning of your world." My eyebrows drew together. "It wasn't always here?"A
Aurora's POVSleep came slowly. Even wrapped safely in Damon's arms, my mind refused to quiet. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Rick kneeling in stone, Thea in his arms, and the fear I'd seen in Damon's face when he thought we'd lost our daughter forever. It wasn't a memory I wanted to relive. His heartbeat echoed steadily beneath my cheek. Strong. Steady. Comforting. I smiled to myself. Even in his sleep, his arm remained firmly around my waist, holding me close as if some part of him feared I'd disappear the moment he let go."You really are impossible," I whispered.His lips curved into the faintest smile. "I heard that."A soft laugh escaped me. "I thought you were asleep.""I was. You were talking.""I talk in my sleep.""You also smile in your sleep.""I smile when you're close."Heat rushed into my cheeks. "You are such a flirt.""For my wife?" One blue eye peeked open. "Always."I leaned up just enough to kiss his forehead. "I love you."His hand found mine beneath the blank
"Well..." She said, "Why can't Thomas help you study? I bet he could help you relax too?" she said with a wink. I rolled my eyes. "He says he is fine waiting until I get into college. He says sex is not the most important thing to him. "He says that, but he's been waiting almost 3 years for you. E
Damon's POV: I looked at this silver-eyed beauty. My head clouded. I wasn't sure what I must have drunk to make me feel this way. I'd had a single whiskey. It occurred to me, I may have been drugged. My eyes went wide with the realization. Before I could stand up and go speak with my beta abou
We danced together, after refilling my glass. We laughed and jumped to the beat. I could feel wandering eyes on me, so I looked around. I did not see anyone. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. It was not unpleasant but made me hyper-aware of being watched by someone. I glanced aroun
An hour later, I was standing in front of her full-length mirror. I had a short tight fighting black dress that ended mid-thigh, a slit on the side went to my hip. Black heels. My brown hair she had dried and picked out, letting my natural curls come out resting down my back. She did my make-up in







