Aurora's POV
The morning sun had barely crept over the horizon when my phone buzzed with a new message. My blood ran cold as I read the text:
"Did you dream of me last night, my beautiful girl? Soon, we'll be together, and these games will end."
I quickly deleted it, my hands trembling. The harassment had followed me even here, to the Nightshade Pack. Ethan found me staring at my phone, his concern seemingly genuine.
"Another message?" he asked softly, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.
I nodded, fighting back tears. "I thought I'd escaped him."
Ethan's grip tightened slightly. "No one will hurt you here. I promise."
Something in his tone made me shiver, though I couldn't pinpoint why. Before I could dwell on it, Sarah burst into the room.
"Aurora, you need to see this," she
