Chapter 91

• Aurora POV
• His eyes narrow with concern, and he sets the laptop fully aside, shifting closer. “Anxious is one thing, but you seem like you’re in pain. Talk to me. Is it the pregnancy? Should I call a doctor?”
• My head shakes. “Just explain the job,” I whisper. The intensity builds, wave after wave crashing over me, making my skin prickle and my core ache with unwanted need. I squirm on the sofa, crossing and uncrossing my legs, but it only heightens the torment. Gods, why won’t it stop? Lucas’s voice fades into the background as he presses on, his words a distant hum about benefits and start dates, but all I can feel is the bond’s merciless pull, demanding release.