Chapter 56: A Moment of Weakness.
Aurora’s POV
I left the infirmary, unable to stay in that room with Leonardo for another second. The walls felt like they were closing in, suffocating me with the weight of his words.
So, he was going to marry Lena and become the Alpha of this pack, and I was to remain… what?
His forbidden mate? A secret he couldn’t acknowledge?
I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts away. They only made the ache in my chest worse.
I needed to clear my mind, to get away from everything. Returning to my room seemed like the only option, even if it didn’t feel entirely safe anymore.
But as I approached my door, the memory of Marcus entering, locking it behind him, and nearly…
My heart raced, and I froze. The images came rushing back, overwhelming me. His smug grin, his heavy breath, the sheer terror that coursed through me.
I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply to steady myself. This is my room. He’s not here anymore.
He can’t hurt me now. I repeated the words in my mind like a mantra, gripping the doorknob tightly.
With a shaky breath, I turned the knob and pushed the door open. The room was quiet, but it wasn’t the same.
The struggle from earlier had left it slightly disheveled my bed sheets pulled halfway to the floor, a chair knocked over, and a few books scattered across the ground.
I stepped inside, closing the door softly behind me. The air felt heavy, like the remnants of what had happened still stayed.
I walked to my bed, straightening the sheets and picking up the books, anything to distract myself from the thoughts clawing at the edges of my mind.
But it didn’t help. The silence was deafening, and the echoes of Marcus’s voice taunted me, reminding me of how vulnerable I’d been.
I sat down on the edge of my bed, wrapping Alessandro’s shirt tighter around me, as if it could shield me from the fear that still lingered.
For the first time in a long time, I realized just how alone I was.
After a while, I decided to take a shower. Maybe the water could wash away the chaos turning in my head.
As I stepped under the stream of warm water, I let it rush over me, hoping it would drown out the memories of the day. But instead, they played on an endless loop.
Leonardo's words played in my mind.
"I’m the scapegoat tied to a huge responsibility to be with someone I don’t love..."
How could he say that to me after everything? He’d chosen duty over love, over me.
Then another memory surfaced, one I hadn’t expected. Alessandro. Of all people, he had stood up for me, defended me when I had no one else.
I leaned my forehead against the cool tiles of the shower wall, letting the water mix with the tears slipping down my cheeks.
What was his motive? Alessandro had never shown me kindness before. Was it genuine, or did he have his own agenda?
The water streamed over me as I tried to piece it together, but I came up with nothing. I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the question.
When I finally turned off the shower and stepped out, the room was filled with steam.
I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself before wiping a hand across the foggy mirror.
Staring at my reflection, I sighed. My eyes were puffy, my hair damp and clinging to my face. I barely recognized myself.
Would I be able to handle it? I wondered.
Leonardo, the man I loved, with another woman as his wife in the same pack? Seeing them together, day after day?
The thought twisted painfully in my chest, and I closed my eyes, willing the tears to stop.
Just then, a knock on my door startled me. My heart leapt to my throat as fear surged through me.
Who could it be?
My mind flashed back to earlier, to Marcus standing there, locking the door…
I froze, gripping the towel tighter around myself, hesitating to answer. But then I heard a familiar voice from the other side of the door.
“Aurora? It’s me. Please, open the door.”
Leonardo.
I hesitated, unsure if I wanted to see him, but something in his voice desperation, regret, maybe both compelled me.
Slowly, I opened the door, and before I could say a word, he rushed in. His eyes locked onto mine with an intensity I couldn't explain.
He rushed toward me, and his lips touched mine. My brain told me to slap him, but my body responded eagerly to his touch.
"Why was I so vulnerable with him?" I wondered.
"Was it because I loved him so much, even after he betrayed me?
He wasn't mine anymore; he belonged to another woman now. So why wasn't I fighting him or pulling him away?"
When he pinned his body next to mine, my breathing stopped. He kissed me then and all my defenses crumbled. I grappled with his tongue and sucked his lower lip, wanting more.
I was holding on to both of his arms as he showered my neck and face with ardent kisses.
His hands groped for my creamy breasts underneath my towel, and I moaned as his fingers stroked and twirled my prized grapes.
My hands descended into the bulge in his slacks and his body jerked as I gently rubbed it in a horizontal motion.
Then there were voices calling out my name. My hands stopped in mid-air and we listened as the voices came closer.
I quickly disengaged myself and fixed my towel and hair, my body still aroused and needy.
“Go ahead, I’ll hide here until the person leaves,” Leonardo whispered as he ran to hide in the bathroom.
Without waiting for a response, he slipped into the bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind him.
Taking a steadying breath, I walked to the door and opened it just enough to see who it was.
Standing outside was Rafael, his usual observant expression making me instantly wary.
“Hey, Rafael,” I greeted, keeping the door partially closed to block his view of the room.
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