Aurora’s POV
My nerves spike as violet eyes find mine. For an old lady, she has a heavy, intimidating aura, especially when she narrows her eyes on me. I stand still, unable to move as her eyes run from my head down my body.
They flash a bright green, startling me and making me step back, which has me bumping right into Thorne’s chest. His hands find my waist, steadying me as the woman continues to look at me.
“This is the young lady in question?” Her surprisingly light voice asks. She sounds much younger than she looks, but maybe I’m just not used to things like this.
“Madame Maura, this is Aurora Roberts. Aurora, this is Madame Maura, the head witch of the Raven Azure, the largest coven in the world,” Mrs. Ashford introduces.
The older woman reaches out, taking my hand and squee
