Alora’s POV

Chloe stepped into the room looking ridiculous in oversized denim jeans and shirt borrowed from Lucien.

She had shifted back to skin with the help of Selene, who followed right behind her.

Her eyes met mine, and I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped from me. She moved close, sat close to me, and buried her face on my chest out of embarrassment.

My arms closed around her as I rubbed her back in soothing circles. “Welcome back”, I cooed into her hair. She wrapped her arms ...