AURORA’S POV
I couldn’t have imagined such a death even in my darkest fantasy; suspended in the air, surrounded by candles with weird fragrance.
My death meant the return of someone very evil. It also meant the death of my little girl. I tried to use my magic but it was all in vain.
My body was drained of all strength. Despair had taken root in my heart and had grown like Cuscuta engulfing my heart; draining it of the tiniest bit of hope that was left.
I was on the verge of giving up when Tyson and Caleb appeared before me, I was sure that it was just an illusion. So, I didn’t bother to respond and closed my eyes.
A few drops of warm liquid dripped on my face. My eyes snapped open, hoping that Logan had found some way to save me.
My eyes met copper brown ones instead of the blue on
