Aurora’s POV
The cold night air burned against my skin as Caleb’s dark stallion raced through the forest. My body ached with every stride, each step pounding into the ground like a drumbeat of doom. Caleb’s grip around my waist was unrelenting, his claws digging into my side whenever I shifted even slightly. I stayed still, silent. Fighting now was useless.
Behind us, his monsters howled and laughed, their grotesque forms moving in twisted glee. Their mocking voices slithered through the air.
“Look at the little queen,” one sneered.
“She thought she could win,” another jeered.
“Her kingdom crumbled like dry leaves,” someone else cackled.
Their laughter stabbed at my ears, but I kept my gaze forward. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me break.
I had fought with every br
