Chapter 350

AURORA

“Why there?” Dane asked, following me as I walked silently down the corridor, leaving the pack house. I couldn’t tell him I was going to investigate Alina’s connection with that pack. I needed to see if the moon goddess would guide me to something concrete.

Dane rushed ahead, stopping me. “Aurora… why there?” he asked, taking my arms.

“Because…” I began, kissing him, “You need to trust me.”

He licked his lips, wiping his cheeks. “Fine… should we use the car?”

“Perfect.”

We went to the garage at the back of the house; Dane smiled. He approached the blue Porsche. “I missed these babies.”

“Me too,” I replied, smiling.

Dane took the keys from the driver. He opened my door; I got in. He joined me, placing his hand on my exposed thigh.

“It’s gonna be a long drive,” he said with a smirk.

“I’ll love that,” I said, patting his thighs.

I looked out the window, closing my eyes. I murmured a silent prayer to the moon goddess: “Help me today.” Piper and Warrick had entrusted me with so much… help me unravel the truth about Alina’s deception.

I pressed my head against the window. From the corner of my eye, I saw Dane glancing at me periodically. I turned; he looked at me again. I smiled softly.

“What’s on your mind, babe?”

I sighed, pushing my hair back. “Honey, it’s been peaceful at the pack, right?”

Dane nodded. “All because of you, Aurora.”

I smirked. “Me?” I mused. But there’s a huge team behind the success: me, you, Piper, and the rest… and most importantly, the moon goddess, who was kind enough to grant us victory in all our battles.

I fell silent, staring out the window again. What awaited me in Trigon? What had the moon goddess sent me there for?

I looked at the sky; it was getting late. I turned to Dane. “Will we be able to come back home tonight?”

Dane shook his head. “It’s already late… I think we’ll get a nice hotel for the night.”

“Then I better inform Evander and the kids.”

Dane nodded. I texted Evander; he would tell the kids. I played a song, connecting my earpods. I placed one in my ear, resting my head against the headrest, listening with my eyes closed.

“Aurora,” I felt Dane’s touch on my cheek. I blinked open my eyes to see him. He was outside the car, taking my hand and leading me out.

“Wow,” I gasped, watching a beautiful three-story, five-star hotel. “Mr & Mrs?” I read the name on the sparkling sign, raising an eyebrow at Dane.

Dane nodded, looking at the car, taking the keys before joining me.

“You like it?” he asked, taking my arm and tucking it into his elbow.

I swallowed. “I loved it, Dane,” I smiled, turning to him, then to the starlit sky, then back to Dane, who winked.

“Tell me something… is this our honeymoon?”

Dane led me inside. “You deserve all the happiness the world holds… honeymoon or not, what matters is that I made you happy.”

I looked away, blushing. “You’re so good with words… I’m not ready to be flattered by you, sorry.”

Stepping inside felt like entering another world. I glanced back at the door, half-expecting to find we’d crossed into another realm. The lights were mesmerizing, with stunning chandeliers. The glass floor gleamed like a mirror. Dane approached the counter, where a pale-skinned, stunning blonde greeted us politely.

I was too awestruck to hear their conversation, but Dane took a key and turned to me.

“Babe… should we eat first before going to the room, or should we eat in the room?”

“We should eat in the room,” I replied, stretching. I was tired from the journey; I needed to rest and think about finding that tattooed man in this town.

Dane nodded, taking my hand as we headed for the elevator. My eyes scanned the surroundings until something caught my attention. A cleaner, mopping the floor, held something that drew me closer. It looked like a tattoo—exactly what I’d envisioned.

I walked past him; my palms grew clammy as he looked directly at me. He stood tall and intimidating, just as Miles had described. My eyes fell to his hand—there it was, the tattoo.

In my distraction, I stumbled over a wet floor sign. I tried to regain my balance, but it was too late—I was slipping.

“Dane!!” I screamed, throwing my hands up to break my fall.