Chapter 47
Aurora sat on the edge of her bedstuck in deep thought as the afternoon sunlight slipped through the half-closed curtains, casting faint lines across the wooden floor. Her eyes were fixed on nothing, but her mind was moving fast, trying to piece together what had happened.
The rogue attack wasn’t random, she knew it. The way they came, how they tried to pin it on Rowan… it didn’t sit right. She didn’t tell him or Felix about that part. She wanted to handle it quietly and carefully. And not just because she sort to sublimate her confusion over whatever force consumed her into massacring those rogues.
Her fingers clutched the soft on her lap, pulling it slightly as she thought about the man's voice, and the way he had called Rowan’s name when she was still too weak to move. It
