Aurora’s POV

The moment I turned, I froze in surprise. Omega Boyd stood in the doorway. His shoulders hunched as if unsure he was allowed to stand there, his eyes wide, shining with something between shock and relief. For a heartbeat, I couldn’t move.

“Omega Boyd,” I whispered, the name slipping from my lips before I could stop it. My mouth curved into a small smile, real and unforced. For the first time in days, the heaviness in my chest loosened. I hadn’t expected to see him here, ...