Aurora's POV
The ancient library of the Celestial Temple hummed with an otherworldly energy as I pored over yet another dusty tome. Frustration gnawed at me; despite weeks of research, I felt no closer to understanding the true nature of my powers.
"Find anything?" Mason's voice broke through my concentration. I looked up to see him approaching, carrying a stack of scrolls that seemed ready to topple at any moment.
"Nothing useful," I sighed, pushing my hair back from my face. "Just more cryptic prophecies and vague warnings about 'the hybrid's choice.'"
Mason set the scrolls down and perched on the edge of my table. "We'll figure it out, Aurora. Together."
His proximity sent a familiar tingle down my spine. Ever since we'd arrived at the Celestial Temple, seeking answers about my her
