Aurora's POV
But before we could unravel the horror in the message, a frantic knock echoed through the corridor.
A maid burst in, her face pale and eyes wide, her breath was shaking.
“Alpha Zayne, there’s a fire!”
Zayne stiffened. “Where?”
“Nightbane estate,” she gasped. “The east wing is burning, the archive room.”
Archive?
My chest tightened.
That room was held. “The original will,” I whispered. “The legal version. The one that gives me full control over my inheritance.”
Zayne cursed under his breath. His eyes flashed silver. “Who set the fire?”
“We… we think it was a man,” the maid stammered. “Someone saw him running from the east entrance. They said he looked like…”
But I already knew.
“Jake.”
My heart cracked instantly. Zayne grabbed my arm. “Aurora, stay here. It’s too
