Aurora’s POV
I must have stared at my reflection for about ten minutes before shaking myself back to reality. My hands seemed to be permanently attached to my silver streaks. I kept touching it as if that would give me a clue as to how this happened.
None of the thoughts going through my head explained how I grew white hair overnight. Oh no, was this a sign of aging? Was I aging prematurely? I didn’t even get my wolf yet and I was already getting signs of old age. Or Was this an Alpha thing? But I didn’t know of any young Alphas with whitish, or silver hair.
I sighed for what might have been the thousandth time this week. How was I even going to explain this to anyone? Yesterday, I had gone to bed with full, albeit plain, black hair, and now a little less than half of my hair was whit
