Chapter 21: You Are Mine, Aurora

The soft light of dawn spilled into the room, brushing against the disheveled sheets and the peaceful figure lying next to him. Logan stirred awake, his body heavy with the remnants of a night he couldn't erase from his memory.

His gaze immediately fell on Aura. Her hair was spread across the pillow like a dark halo, her features softened by sleep. Her lips, slightly parted, invited his attention. Even now, after everything, she managed to look breathtaking.

Logan leaned on his elbow, his eyes tracing every curve of her face. His hand reached out, gently brushing a stray strand of hair away. She stirred slightly, her nose twitching, but she didn't wake.

He smiled to himself, his thumb grazing her cheek. Her skin was warm beneath his touch, soft and intoxicating. Logan couldn't help himself. His lips found her temple, pressing a feather-light kiss there.