Aurora’s POV
“Mate,” a voice whispers. I look up from the chicken I’m cooking just as Thorne walks in. Though, my excitement at hearing my wolf’s voice quickly fades when I see the irritated and almost angry look on Thorne’s face.
“Is everything alright?”
“Hello, Luna.”
I lean to the side a bit to look around Thorne’s form, and Anders waves from the doorway. I wave back, the spatula still in my hand.
“I’m not sure what the extent of the situation is, but I’ve got to head out,” he says, pulling me into a hug. “There’s an issue with the pack. Anders will watch over you while I’m gone.”
Nodding, I set the spatula down and grab Thorne’s face. He freezes, shocked, as I plant my lips on his. Then, he grabs me by the waist and deepens the kiss. His lips move over mine, reminding me of
