Aurora’s POV
Grayson and Mrs. Ashford freeze after my father speaks, like it’s just now hitting them that they’re seeing me and Thorne in wolf form. I duck behind Thorne, just knowing my cheeks would be bright red with embarrassment if I was in human form.
“We’ll give you a moment,” Grayson says. He and Mrs. Ashford turn, whispering to each other, while Thorne turns to me.
“Seems like we’re done for now,” Thorne says through our bond. I nod and rub against him one more time before stepping back again. What could count as a grin pulls at his wolfy mouth, “We’re continuing this later, but for now, think about your human form and concentrate on shifting back. Let it come naturally.”
Nodding, I look inward and think about my human body; my face, my arms, my legs, my fingers, the things
