Aurora Thorne’s ears twitched at the faintest sounds outside her door. Liam’s voice, sharp and commanding, carried through the stone walls. She immediately pulled out her phone and typed to Rex: “What is the emergency plan?”
The reply was chilling: “Every ‘coincidence’ and ‘romantic gesture’ over the past seven years was scripted by top-tier psychologists and werewolf directors. The emergency plan is the ultimate test—he thinks you’ve gone rogue.”
Aurora’s stomach sank. What other tricks does he have?
The next morning, she stepped outside for fresh air. Almost immediately, a heavy bone ornament crashed at her feet. She froze, realizing how close she had come to being crushed.
Before she could move, three hulking werewolves blocked her path, their faces twisted in menace.
“b***h! Hidin
