Aurora’s POVI lack words to explain how incredible sex with Alexis was.It was the kind of sex no one could describe, and yet somehow I knew how it would be if I had all of the world to choose from. Was I losing my mind or was it all a coping mechanism? I know I wasn't in love with him, but his touch drove me crazy sometimes when the urge to do something so utterly reckless took over. It was like there was a magnetic field around us both, pulling at us toward each other, and we weren’t quite able to escape. Maybe it was just the adrenaline rush that comes with good sex, and maybe I was making too much out of what was happening.And it had to be our wolves, I suppose. We were having a bonding moment or something, and they were feeding on the energy, taking in our scents, and giving off little growls between bouts. If they weren't already attached, we'd be in trouble now. I don't think either of us wanted the others to find out about that.Maybe.“Why do you blame me when you have sex

Aurora’s POVAlexis slapped my bare butt repeatedly and I was sure that it left red angry marks. I still struggled and pushed against him.“Will you disrespect me again, Aurora?” he asked almost gently, that one would think he couldn't hurt a fly.“Fuck you” I spat aggressively.He grabbed my cheeks roughly forcing me to look at him. How was he this sexy? Has he always been like this? Was I beginning to lose my mind?“What did you say?” He growled but it sounded so sexy to my ears and I knew I was a goner.“I said fuck you” I raised my eyes brows at him as if challenging him. I wanted him to get pissed, to fuck me with such anger.His teeth bit and pulled at one of my nipples roughly causing a shiver of pain and pleasure to run through my whole body. Tears formed in my eyes.I struggled beneath him, I struggled in vein but Alexis didn't do much, he only held still as I struggled until I exhausted my strength.Then he repeated the same thing, biting and smacking my butt harshly. I lov

Aurora’s POVThe seer was a smallish Hispanic-looking woman with long black hair and a scar that ran from one corner of her lips to the other across her lower lip like a line on an apple. Her pale blue eyes were wide open and glowed in the candlelight as she stared up at something u could barely see.Fear also ran through me because immediately one of her servants led us to her. Her gaze followed me around for some time before it finally turned away and focused on her hands. The servant held them out and I saw that they were still glowing a faint blue, just like mine, but they looked more solid than my ghostly glow. "She's not going to hurt you," her servant said, "But don't touch her. She might get angry if you do."What the hell does that even mean?I knew the seer knew who and what I was, I was scared she'd blurt out.“Alpha Alexis” the seer breathed. “It is so good to see your face again. It has been far too long. And this is your mate?” She looked between Alexis and me.Did they

Alpha Alexis POV“Are you going somewhere?” Aurora surprised me by asking. I couldn't tell what was more surprising between her asking or her standing there.She was casually leaning by the door of my room and her eyes moved around as if she was expecting something to jump out at us from the darkness of the hallway. It would be easy enough to tell that it was still a bit dark. The moon, half full, hung high in the sky. And I was only a little bit sure about the time but it wasn’t much of a difference from any other day. Still early morning. I had just woken up.Weird.“No, is something wrong?” I asked her with my voice laced with sleepiness. “Did you have a nightmare again?”“Well, not exactly…” She paused for a moment before continuing: “Can I ask you a question?”“What is it?” I replied while trying to wake myself up even more.“Did you see anyone outside last night?” Now that got my attention. I straightened on my bed. “You saw someone?” I asked her with an incredulous tone. “Why

Aurora’s POVI wouldn't say I was exactly comfortable when I moved into Alexis' room but on some days, it was better.I tried to stay out of his way to avoid invading his personal space. There were times where he wasn’t a talker and he didn’t need company at all hours and I didn’t need much time to myself either so I usually managed to get out the door before anyone else had even started waking up. He would usually just stare at me from across the breakfast table as if he could see right through me like an empty screen. I didn’t like that very much and I didn’t trust him enough to ask about the things he saw inside my head or where they lead. I am still had nightmares most nights. My dreams were always terrifying but there was something different about these dreams which made them worse than usual. Something about the darkness was creeping its way in with every new dream until it consumed everything. It took over my thoughts leaving nothing but static. When this happened I was unable