LYNA
Nerves strained, I paced rapidly up and down in our little clearing as the sun filtered through the thick cover of the forest. Even the awe of nature could not calm the storm arising within me, though the air was thick with the fresh smell of earth and pine. Hours passed since Aaron left, and though I trusted his judgement and bruteness, I felt my chest constrict with anxiety. Aurora, my little one, was tucked into the crook of my chest, her small face a serene contrast to my own state. As a vampire, I'd believed myself above being afraid of anything, but motherhood changed me. I was remade by Aurora. I'd never felt a connection like she and I shared; it was stronger than blood and more powerful than the immortal. "Why do you always pace when you're anxious?" Aaron's voice interrupte
