AURORA’S POV
When I woke up, Silas was awake, staring at the ceiling with a smile. I shifted my body closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. “Good morning.”
He turned towards me, his grin expanding. “Good morning, princess.”
“What have you smiling so much this morning?”
“You. And Kael.”
“Kael?”
“My wolf.”
I tilted my head, confused. “What are you talking about?”
“He spoke to me. He actually spoke to me. We’ve been talking all night.”
“Oh. That’s an interesting turn of events.”
He nodded, wrapping his arms around me. “He has so much to say. He’s quite a talker.”
“About what?”
“About how wolves shunned their inner voices, their inner wolves. How we were bred to not speak to them. I don’t understand why, but Kael says we must look into the past. My family’s past.”
“Okay, where
