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AURORA'S POV: If I didn’t know better, I would think they were communicating telepathically, with fangs and claws. Their silence is thick, charged with tension that settles like a storm cloud over the hallway. Neither speaks, but the way Jon’s hand flexes and Arc’s lip curls at the corner is enough to make the air hum. I shift on my feet, feeling nervous and crossing my arms over my chest. "You both planning to keep doing this silent alpha staring contest, or...?" "Don't you dare call me THAT." Arc said in disgust. I almost flinch at his cold tone. "Oh, please." Nothing. No response. It’s like I’m invisible unless I’m bleeding or being fought over. My heart pinches a little at that thought, but I hide it behind a sigh. "Okay, I’m going to class," I announce, deliberately turning o