Aurora’s POV
“I don’t belong to either of you.” The words leave my mouth before anyone else speaks.
Vincent’s smile did not change. Damien goes still beside the table. Sebastian says nothing, but I can feel him shift half a step closer to me.
Good.
Let them all hear it.
Vincent folds his hands in front of him like we are in a meeting and not standing in the ruins of the place where my first life started to break apart. “That is a bold thing to say for someone standing this close to the answer.”
“It is an easy thing to say to a man who thinks blood gives him rights.”
Damien exhales sharply. “Aurora.” “No.” I do not look at him. “You don’t get to speak first.” That lands harder than I expected. Not because of Damien. Because of Sebastian. I can feel his attention sharpen at my side. N
