Isabel rushed toward me with exaggerated urgency, her hand fluttering helplessly in the air like she’d just witnessed something tragic.
"Oh my goodness!" she gasped, eyes wide as if she were genuinely horrified. She reached out but didn’t dare touch me. "Aurora, are you alright?"
I bit back a sigh. Her dramatics were as predictable as they were exhausting.
Her slim fingers brushed the pendant at her throat, deliberately drawing attention to the Storm Pack's ceremonial symbol resting there. It caught the light like a beacon, glowing faintly with magic meant to signify belonging.
She was flaunting it. A petty attempt to needle me.
Cora didn’t even stir. The sight that would have once shredded me from the inside now held no significance.
"Isabel," Alex’s voice cracked like lightni
