AURORA'S POV.
My eyes dart to the clock hanging on the wall ahead of me and an exasperated sigh escapes my chest when I read the time.
It's two am in the morning. I've not been able to get an ounce of sleep since Alpha Lucien left. I keep turning on the bed like a rotisserie chicken with a million thoughts swimming in my mind. Mostly painful thoughts of my father and Crew's accusation and my sister's death. I don't even know which to be sad about right now.
Should I be sad about her sudden death? or that I'm being accused of killing her?
Tss…
This is frustrating the hell out of me.
I bury my face in the pillow and scream, but my voice is swallowed by the pillow. I lay back on my back, stare at the ceiling above and start mumbling to myself.
“Rhea… I know you didn't like me very muc
