#Chapter 87: Set In Motion

Aurora POV My hands tremble as I grip the edge of the payphone, the cold metal pressing into my palm hard as my fingers clench around it. I count to five while the car behind me speeds off, forcing my breathing to hitch just right in order to allow the panic to settle in my throat like a coiled serpent. The staged bruises on my jaw and temple ache from how hard Alek’s men slapped me around while we’d made our way here from the mansion. Looking at my reflection staring back at me in the cracked glass of the booth, I’m startled. My dress is torn at the hem and smeared with my own blood. I look like hell. Perfect. I dial Dominic’s number, fingers shaking so badly I have to start over twice. The line rings once… twice. I almost think he won’t pick up but then he finally does. “Who is this?” His voice is sharp, alert. I let the sob crack through my voice immediately. “I can’t talk long. I think they’re watching me.” “Where are you?” His voice hardens, steel threaded