Aurora’s POV
With Alpha Sanders’ promise to look into the incident, Thorne and I return to normal life—or as normal as it is when you’re the secret mistress to the strongest Alpha.
“I want you to stay home today,” Thorne says as I walk out of the bathroom.
“What? Why?” We’d gotten back from the Redwater Pack last night, and he hadn’t said anything about not going to work today.
“You should take a break today and relax,” he says while buttoning his dress shirt. He moves to his tie, fussing with it for a minute before I swat his hands away and tie it for him.
“Thorne, I’m fine.”
“Having nightmares every night for the past two days isn’t fine,” he growls, tipping my chin up. “You were in a serious accident and need to take time to recover.”
The mention of my nightmares is a low blow
