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I wonder if Aurora has plans to go to the rally, if she even knows about it. The information is secret, mostly only passed through word of mouth and websites you need three passwords to access.

She seems like the type who would enjoy that sort of thing. But bringing it up to someone new is always awkward, always a risk. Some things may not technically be illegal, but it'll still get us on the radar of the wrong type of people.

I finally get a break close to closing, the crowds trickling away, giving me the chance to duck towards the back of the library to check and see if Aurora is still here.

My steps stumble to a halt when I find her.

She's splayed out in the center of the table, passed out on top of her books and papers, her hand still gripping her pen.

My eyes widen when footsteps sound behind me and a familiar scent wraps around me.

Grey.










Chapter Eleven

Aurora

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SOMETHING DELICIOUS teases my nose and deep voices penetrate the fog of sleep wrapped around me. Sexy voices, rumbling and growly.

"Aurora. Wake up, love.”

I groan and blink, hissing at the light burning my retinas. "Fuck."

Low chuckles pull me farther out of sleep, and I finally sit up with grumbles and curses. I rub my eyes, clearing the sleep from them.

My brow furrows in confusion when I catch sight of Oliver and his alpha standing there, frowning at me with concern in their gazes. "What is happening?"

"You fell asleep on top of all your work." Oliver gestures at the mess that is me.

The last of the confusion finally clears, leaving me with heated cheeks as I wipe at my face, cringing when I realize there's a paper plastered to my fucking face with my drool as the glue.

"Fuck. Sorry."

"What's wrong with you?" The alpha glares at me, like my very existence is offensive.

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