Aurora pov

I knelt on the cold floor, hovering over the stone, breath ragged. Exhaustion sat in my bones; every muscle trembled as if it might give out. A droplet of blood fell and splashed against the concrete.

I pressed two fingers beneath my nose. Warm blood slicked my skin. It was bleeding again.

“Alright, that’s it,” Ria snapped, storming up beside me. Her face was flushed with anger. “She’s going to take a break, so you better get the hell out of here before I kill you ...