Aurora pov

“I would have offered you tea or a glass of water if you hadn’t come along with a werewolf,” my aunt said, her tone sharp and disapproving the moment she noticed Ryan behind me.

Ryan and I had already walked into the house before she realized what he was.

I made my way freely to the living room. It was exactly as I’d left it years ago. Not a single thing had changed. Memories flooded back in flashes, both the good and the bad, making the air feel heavier than it already ...