Chapter 21
Aurora POV I wanted to be on high alert. I wanted every instinct in my body to scream danger until I was safely out of this cabin. I had seen what happened to "safe" places, and I knew better than to trust a stranger with a calm voice in the middle of a war zone. But as I sat back against the pillows, watching Adam move across the room, my brain was having a hard time focusing on the warnings. Because, God, he was f*****g beautiful. It wasn't just that he was handsome; it was a level of physical perfection that felt almost unfair. He had this thick, messy crown of dark chocolate hair that looked like he’d just run his fingers through it—waves of chestnut and espresso that caught the firelight. His face was a masterpiece of sharp, masculine angles: a straight, strong nose and a jawline
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