Chapter 370 Out Of My Nightmares Part 2

• Aurora’s P.O.V
• I had thought, at first, that the skeletal form was running away from me. My heart raced as I tried to chase it, though the dizziness from the alcohol still clung to my senses, making every step a challenge. The figure moved with unnatural speed, the sharp angles of its bones slicing through the night air. But as I followed, my instincts screamed at me. No, it wasn’t running from me—it was running toward something. I wasn’t the one being hunted. It was meant to lead me somewhere.
• The form came out of the packhouse, gliding like it was weightless, its bony limbs outstretched. It didn’t move like a person at all. It wasn’t running; it was floating. And despite how wrong everything felt—despite how sick I felt, how my vision swayed—I couldn’t stop following it. There was something magnetic about it. It called to me, luring me, and I had no choice but to heed the summons.