Aurora.
I glared at the picture. anger, jealousy and deep-seated hatred flared through my blood.
“It was their ascension ceremony” Gunner’s mother said proudly and ran her fingers over the glass of the frame.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” she cooed softly and took the picture back to the wall. She turned around again and smiled widely,
“Just as you are” she said cheerfully. She went to grab my hand but pulled back at the last second.
“Sorry” she mumbled and forced a smile, she walked away from me, to a door on the left. She held it open and waved me through. Her Mate and the two other women were already in there, sitting on tall stools at a very large bench. Unsurprisingly, the kitchen was as decadent as the rest of the house. Gunner’s mother was quick on her feet, shuffling through t
