Caleb’s P.O.V

When I returned back to the school building, I headed straight for the girl’s locker room, with the extra set of clothing that Caroline always kept inside my car in case of unexpected emergencies.

‘How is she holding up?’ I had asked Caroline via our mental link.

‘Bring the change of clothes I keep in your car…’ Caroline had spoken almost hesitantly. ‘Aurora’s clothes…they’re ripped.’

I let out an involuntary growl as I clutched ...