Chapter Eleven
Aurora
Aurora let all thought of the curse drift away as she explored Phillip’s smooth skin. His muscles strained underneath her touch.
In that moment, he was no longer the prince of Bela, and she wasn’t the nobody girl with an expiration date to the life she knew. They were just two people, drawn together by something neither of them could explain.
She turned him over, pressing her body down on him and trailing kisses along his chest while curling her fingers in the soft hairs. When she reached the scar, the wound that brought them together, she pressed her lips to it, thinking of how close that one place came to taking Phillip from this world altogether.
When she’d first brought him to her home, she hadn’t wanted him to die out of some weird sense of guilt since he wa
