Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 108

I’m So Fucking Sorry

Aurora’s POV

Something cold hits my cheek.

I flinch, barely awake.

Then again.

And again.Rain.

It lashes down like needles now. The wind screeching through the trees, flinging leaves and water in every direction.

The drops hit my skin like little knives. My arms sting–no, burn–where the bandages are gone. My wounds open yet again. The cold sinks into them like salt, and I can’t stop shaking.

I curl in tighter under the tree, pressing myself to the bark, hugging my knees to my chest as the wind howls around me. It’s so cold. The kind of cold that eats through your clothes and into your

bones.

But it’s not just the cold.

It’s everything.

I don’t know where I am. My body hurts. My chest hurts. My heart hurts.

And then-“Aurora!“My breath catches.

I freeze.

That voice.

No, no, no…

“Aurora! Please–!“Luka.

I can’t breathe, I scoot closer to the tree, burying myself in it, hoping if I press into the bark hard

enough, I’ll disappear.

“I’m sorry!”

I squeeze my eyes shut. My whole body trembles.

He’s here.

Why is he here?He shouldn’t be here.

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I hear branches snapping. Mud squishing under hu ried feet. His voice sounds closer. Louder. More

desperate.

“Aurora! I didn’t mean it—I didn’t mean any of it! ease, come back!”

I swallow down a sob and slowly, hesitantly, peek around the tree.

There he is.Soaked. Bleeding. Stumbling through the rain like he can’t even stand straight. His voice breaking–like he’s crying, or yelling, or both He looks like he’s falling apart.

He looks like…. me….

“I didn’t mean it,” he yells. “Please come back!”

I don’t move, my hands digging into the tree’s bark. I just stare.

And then… he sees me.

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“My chest hurts. It really hurts.

“I didn’t mean to ruin everything,” I whisper.

“Aurora,” he says. His voice cracks as he steps closer. “I–I know now it’s not your fault! It never

was… I swear I-”

“Don’t come near me!” I cry louder, sobs racking my body. My legs are wobbly, my hands outstretched in front of me even though they’re trembling so bad I can barely keep them up. “I–I d–don’t want you to–!“He stops again, the rain pouring between us.

–

“Aurora, please “His voice breaks. “I was–I wasn’t thinking. I was out of it. I didn’t mean what I

said.

“I shake my head, and it feels too heavy to move.

I’m soaking, hurting, my bandages gone and skin burning like fire, but all I can feel is the pain in my chest.

The kind that makes it hard to breathe.

“Why should I forgive you?” I whisper. My voice is weak and watery. “After… after everything you’ve done…”

He doesn’t answer.

“You yell at me. You glare. You lock me out in the cold. You ignore me,” I cry. “And then tonight- you said…”

My voice trails off as another sob threatens to escape.His breath hitches.