Aurora’s POV.
There is only one word to describe what emotion I’m feeling at the moment - anger. The moment I felt my power come back, I promised I would take this to the very end.
I kicked the door to Clotho’s workroom open. She was weaving someone’s fate but her hands stopped when she felt my presence.
“You’re here,” is all she said.
“You have very few words to say when you’re about to get wrecked,” I mocked as I closed the distance between us. I grabbed her by the back of her neck and slammed her against the wall, her back facing me.
“I clearly warned you not to play games with me, Clotho, but, you love to mess with me,” I hissed in her ears, the anger in me diminishing to some extent as I took in her scent.
(a/n - well, well, well! What do we have here? *smirks*)
“Oh, that I do.
