Opening the cupboard, I let out a soft groan, spotting the telltale blue packet at the back. "Looks like it’s you and me again," I muttered to myself, pulling it out.
As I swirled boiling water into the cup, my phone began vibrating furiously on the countertop. The familiar name flashed across the screen: Alex.
I hesitated, staring at the phone as it buzzed relentlessly. Did I want to answer?
Cora rumbled silently with indifference.
Letting out a sharp breath, I reached for it and answered.
"Aurora," Alex’s voice broke through the line, heavy and strained.
"Alex," I replied curtly, my voice void of any warmth.
For a moment, there was only silence between us, filled only by his heavy breathing. I imagined him pacing, his claws no doubt dragging faint lines across whatever desk
