Aurora’s POV
The night pressed in around us, thick and unrelenting. The rain had slowed to a drizzle, but the air remained damp, heavy with salt and earth. My clothes clung to my skin, the cold seeping into my bones, but I refused to acknowledge it.
Demetri stood a few feet away, his wings flexing restlessly before he folded them against his back. His jaw was tight, his posture stiff with barely restrained frustration. I didn’t care. I had my own storm raging inside me.
I saw the frustration in his face. He had been trying to fly, and he was growing furious that he couldn’t. I didn’t know why, but there was something about this place Fremor had dumped us.
I hugged my arms around myself and took a deep breath, forcing my gaze away from him. The island was silent aside from the distant c
