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I mouthed as he walked past slowly. Aurora Reynolds. She was small and curvy for an alpha at only 5 ft. 5. She had big green eyes and long blonde hair that curled in the most irritatingly perfect way. She always wore dresses that Dylan would have said were scandalous, flaunting her curves and showing off far more tanned skin than needed. She looked like a rockstar, and the way she carried herself made her look chic and elegant in a way I could never pull off if I even tried.

KAI’S POINT OF VIEW. I felt the tremor in Aurora’s body under the pads of my fingers; it was a fine, violent shivering that traveled from her ribs into the palm of my hand. She was hollowed out, her spirit buckling under the weight of Denise’s lies and the judgmental, narrow-eyed glares of the Orsini vipers. She kept herself pressed to my back, her body trembling like she’d been left in an avalanche of snow on the Antarctic continent.

He moved them himself, grumbling, and never admitted I had been right, which was how I knew I had. I learned the weight of a borrowed book coming back late, and the particular silence of a child who has just discovered that a story can be about someone like her. I learned which floorboards in the reading room complained and which kept secrets. I learned that nobody in Riverside curtsied, and that my knees had stopped expecting to. Aurora wrote three books. They were not published under her name. They were published anonymously, and they were about the nature of choice and the cost of protection and the specific way that fear can masquerade as love.

Aurora's Pov Working with Lawrence changed everything. Suddenly, I had access to resources I couldn't have gotten on my own and people who could dig into places I couldn't reach. But I still had to be careful because one wrong move would alert Damien and Seraphina that something was happening.

And in this twisted marriage, her body was her most potent weapon. Rayn wrapped a soft bandage around her wrist, Aurora made a decision. If she wanted Rayn by her side—truly by her side—she would have to play the game differently. She had to be smarter, more ruthless. She would no longer wait for him to care. Instead, she would use the one thing she knew he couldn’t resist: his desire for her body. Rayn looked up at her, his eyes searching her face for something, maybe a sign that she was okay, that she forgave him for all the times he had failed her. But Aurora’s expression remained unreadable, carefully neutral. She wasn’t ready to reveal her hand just yet.

Aurora’s gaze lingered on them for a long moment. And slowly— something warm spread through her chest. Because once upon a time, Aurora had always believed her life would be filled with arguments and pain. But now… she was beginning to see another possibility. A chance to live peacefully. With Darius. With Hazel. Without constantly being haunted by the past. “You’re daydreaming again.” Darius’s voice immediately pulled Aurora back to reality. She smiled faintly. “I’m just tired.” “Liar.” Aurora raised an eyebrow slightly. “So now you can read my mind?”

She was his responsibility to look after and promised the Lord that he would protect her like a daughter. Rose’s training went well! She thought Cain took it too easy on her, however she was grateful. Her muscles had muscles that hurt, and ones she never knew she had, hurt! By the end of the day she was able to flip that big giant over her from a charge and get away! Next step will be to do it from standing still and then learning to attack back! Rose could barely contain herself, this was happening! Everything she had dreamt about someday accomplishing is on the right track! As she ignored Madame Gruage and went right for a hot soak bath, Rose reflected on that for a minute. “Everything has

My Alpha blood would be the key to rebuilding what was lost. As I worked, something else tugged at my consciousness. A whisper. Faint but persistent. It was Aurora, her presence flickering across my mind like a soft shadow. She hadn’t fully reached out, but I could feel her urgency. Panic. Like she was walking into danger. Or perhaps, already there. The timing couldn't be worse.

Now, it was just the two of them. Aurora sat propped against a mountain of pillows, her skin pale but glowing faintly under the moonlight that filtered through the tall window. Her wild-rose-and-snow scent, though dulled by the hours of unconsciousness, still curled into Aries’ lungs like a balm. Her white-blonde hair tumbled around her face in silken waves. She looked ethereal. Aries sat beside her on the edge of the bed, his hand wrapped tightly around hers, thumb brushing the back of her knuckles as if afraid she might vanish again.

“Aurora! Goddess, you’re lovely. Spare a dance for your Alpha?” “Of course, Alpha Arnold.” We dance and make conversation about the effort to track down the rogues. I watch Wiley waltzing with Brynna and Kent with Natasha while Jordan and his mother move with refined grace. It’s all I can do not to break down and tell Alpha Arnold about my father and what’s going to take place tonight. Especially when he says, “You’ve always been an outstanding member of our pack, Aurora.” His eyes peer kindly at my face. “I would hate to lose you, but I think the Alphas would be gaining an incredible Luna.”