AURORA’S POV
The sting from Sera’s claws burned across my cheek, the warm trickle of blood trailing down my face. My vision blurred with rage, but I didn’t flinch. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.
Damion growled behind me, a guttural, feral sound that shook the stone walls of the throne room. His wolf was pushing to the surface, his body trembling with barely restrained violence.
“Aurora,” he snarled, his hands gripping my shoulders. “Step back. If she touches you again, I’ll rip her throat out.”
“No,” I hissed, pushing his hands away. My heart pounded so loud I could hear it in my ears. I wouldn’t hide behind Damion—not tonight. Not after everything we’d been through.
Sera’s lips curved into a cruel smile, her eyes gleaming with triumph as she waved the scroll in the air. The pa
