Attacked

Aurora's POV

After dropping the call, the look on his face showed that something was wrong, and I became curious to know what it was. “Is everything okay?”

“I have to leave,” he responded as he went for his jacket. “I will come with you.”

“No, just stay back.”

“No, I want to come,” I said stubbornly.

He sighed and turned to face me as he wore his leather jacket. “No, Aurora, I want you to stay at home. I will be back shortly,” he demanded and tried going for the door, but I blocked it and crossed my arms over my chest. “There is no way I'm letting you go without coming with you,” I said firmly and noticed the frustrated look on his face; obviously, my behavior was getting to him.

“Aurora…” He grunted.

“Let me come with you.”

“Fine!” He agreed so easily; I thought I would have to persuade him for longer. “Come with me,” he said, and I nodded, stepping away from the door. He opened it and allowed me to step out before he did and shut the door. Lord Frederick led the way down the stairs,