Aurora walked out of the school as the bell rang, when a witch bolted past her on a broom, she smirked as she watched her leave.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.” She muttered to herself as she carried her books with her to her car.
“Me neither.” Her counterpart added with amusement.
Aurora smirked and continued her walk to her car. The power usage she had to relinquish for the blood transfusion still wasn't done taking its toll on Aurora so she was moving slower than usual. She didn't care, though as it didn't keep her from being immobile.
Aurora was just about to her Maserati when that scent hit her again. It was his; he could never sneak up on her because her senses seemed to lock on to him every single time he was in close proximity.
She sighed
