Aurora's POV
The drive back to the Silvercrest district was silent, save for Adrian's heavy, rhythmic breathing and his head rolling with every turn I took through the winding, mist-covered roads.
When I pulled into the driveway, I pulled out my phone and dialed Morgana. She picked up on the second ring.
"Come outside," I said, my voice as cold as the mountain air. "Your lover is in the driveway. Come get him."
There was a stunned, breathless silence on the other end. "Aurora? Is that you? What is wrong with you? What lover are you—"
"I'm leaving him here on the ground if you don't come outside," I snapped. "Hurry up. I have a lab to be at in four hours."
I hung up before she could protest. A minute later, the heavy oak doors of the house swung open, and Morgana scurrie
