Aurora’s POV
I walked upstairs with caution, every step echoing in my mind. Rage was heating me slowly, like embers in a fire I had tried to ignore. My thoughts tumbled over themselves.
How had this happened?
How had Lyra grown so comfortable in my house so quickly?
How had she gotten this close to Mason before I even realized it?
I slammed the door to my room, exhaling so sharply it felt like I might expel my very frustration with it. I ran my hands over my face, then let my fingers trail through my hair. Confusion wrestled with anger.
I had allowed the date. I should have known it would lead to this. Mason lied to me when he said it was a friendly date. But what kind of date is ever just friendly? I had approved it! So why does it feel like she had crossed an invisible line that ev
