Aurora’s POVThe moment I turned, I froze in surprise. Omega Boyd stood in the doorway. His shoulders hunched as if unsure he was allowed to stand there, his eyes wide, shining with something between shock and relief. For a heartbeat, I couldn’t move.“Omega Boyd,” I whispered, the name slipping from my lips before I could stop it. My mouth curved into a small smile, real and unforced. For the first time in days, the heaviness in my chest loosened. I hadn’t expected to see him here, so far from the packhouse where we had once crossed paths.He stepped forward hesitantly, his throat working as he tried to speak. “Aurora…” The word broke unevenly, and his hands curled into fists at his sides.I tilted my head, focusing on the movement of his lips. The sound reached me, faint, distant, as if it came through water. But I caught enough to know what he said.Still, my answer came a beat late. “I hear you.”His expression faltered. He tried again, this time asking something, his lips shaped
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