AURORA'S POV:
"Rory? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!"
My heart stops.
Cali.
Of all the people who could find us right now, it just had to be her?
Arc's grip on my hand tightens. His eyes dart to the direction of her voice, then back to mine. Panic flickers across his face.
"She can't see me like this," he mutters under his breath, barely audible.
His fangs are still out, sharp and glinting under the soft parking lot lights. There’s no way to explain that away. No scarf is going to fool Cali when she's this close. She's a curious little cat.
She's already turning the corner, her voice drawing nearer.
"I'm sorry," I whisper, looking up at him. “You said if you feed, they'll retract?"
He nods slowly, uncertain. "Yes… but, Aurora-"
"You can drink from me," I blurt, chest tigh
