“Amos says, hi.” When the words left his lips, Aurora pushed through his chest with her hand. Ripping out his heart. Her eyes were a fierce red, making me take a step back. She dropped the bleeding heart on the ground before meeting my eyes.
“Apologies, we have to find someone else you can practice on. Let’s go hunting,” she said with a devious smile on her face.
Alpha Amos was Aurora’s father. I thought he was dead. I ran after her, stopping her in her tracks.
“He’s dead, Alpha Amos?”
She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Yes, he is. There is no way he could have survived what I did to him,” she said before walking past me.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m not going to pull him out of the ground for you, he’s dead.” She said through gritted teeth before shifting into her wolf form.
We were
