Aurora’s P.O.V

The air in the training room was thick with the smell of damp earth and the sound of footsteps echoing off the walls as Maggie and I stretched, preparing for the day’s training. Ashton, standing a few paces away, was pacing, clearly irritated. It wasn’t exactly a secret that he wasn’t the biggest fan of Alice's rigorous methods.

I glanced at Maggie, and she caught my eye. Her smile was wide, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. We had been training for two ...