Aurora’s P.O.V

I narrowed my eyes, my fingers curling into fists as I looked him dead in the eyes. "Stop talking in riddles! What do you mean by that? What the hell are you planning to do to us?" My voice was steady, but inside, I could feel the storm brewing. The room felt heavier, like the air had been sucked out, leaving only a thick, suffocating silence.

He exhaled slowly, like he had been waiting for this moment, as if he had rehearsed every word he was about to say. ...