Chapter Seven
Aurora’s POV:
By the time I got home, I was panting and out of breath, but then on the good side, I was safe and home alone, even if it was only for the time being since everyone would return from Michael’s coronation party soon.
My relief was soon cut short when I heard knocks on our door while I was helping myself to a cup of water in the kitchen. I groaned loudly.
Who could that be and why was it so hard to get a few minutes of peace?
In frustration, I stomped over to open the door and as soon as I did, I again experienced relief when I realized that it was only Jasmine. Then I was hit with a pang of guilt when I remembered how I had bolted out of the Pack House, leaving her there, without an explanation as to what had gone wrong.
I smiled sheepishly and let her in
