*~Aurora's POV.~*
Fear the oldest trick in the book
somehow the one we decided would win us this war. Cayden had already laid the plan out in front of us. Lilith and I wrapped the rope around his body, tying off each marked spot. Hazel kept those marks memorized in her palm, and we promised each other that no matter what war we were about to step into, we'd win… and still make it back tonight, so I could have my abecking burial in New Orleans tomorrow.
We all stood. I looked at every single one of us, and the same fire burned in our eyes. This was going to be our last fight. We had been fighting forever. We fought Dahlia. We fought ourselves. We fought Jonathan. These bloody demons were nothing compared to the battles we'd survived — not when we stood together.
