Chapter 13
- AURORA’S POV:
- If I didn’t know better, I would think they were communicating telepathically, with fangs and claws. Their silence is thick, charged with tension that settles like a storm cloud over the hallway. Neither speaks, but the way Jon’s hand flexes and Arc’s lip curls at the corner is enough to make the air hum.
- I shift on my feet, feeling nervous and crossing my arms over my chest.