“I never thought much about what the inside of a mausoleum looked like. Instead, I thought of jet-setting off to Paris or even walking in the surf in Hawaii, but I had no choice. I HAD to find Sawyer for the sake of my heart as it was beating from my chest and pulling myself towards him. Even though we had only known each other such a short time, I could feel myself connected to him for life-especially due to our wolf connection.”
Aurora let out a deep breath before venturing forward into the mausoleum. From the minute she opened the door, she could smell the scent of wolves nearby as a strong musk attacked her nostrils. Following this scent, it lured her to an angelic statue positioned with a dagger in one hand that was outstretched. Everything in her gut told her to reach to the horn-sh
