Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 18

**Chapter 18**

**Rain, Rain, Go Away**

**Aurora’s POV**

With a surge of anger and hurt, I storm out of the kitchen, my chest heaving as I struggle to contain the tempest of emotions raging within me. My cheeks burn, not just from the chill of the night air but from the tears I resolutely refuse to let fall. The cold night air envelops me like an icy shroud, sharp and unyielding, but at this moment, I feel utterly indifferent to it.

I need to escape—anywhere but here.

I begin to pace the driveway, my sneakers crunching against the gravel with each hurried step. The sky looms above, heavy with dark clouds that seem to mirror my turmoil, and soon, a light drizzle begins to fall, seeping through my thin pajamas and chilling me to the bone. I shiver, but it’s not just the cold that makes my skin prickle; it’s the weight of isolation that presses down on me.

After what feels like an eternity of wandering in my own thoughts, I muster the courage to return inside, but my heart plummets when I discover the front door is locked. I grasp the handle, twisting and pulling with all my might, but it remains stubbornly shut.

“Hey, Aurora!” A sing-song voice calls out, slicing through the heavy silence like a knife.

I freeze in place, my heart racing as I recognize the voice. Luka.

But when I look up, I see not just him, but also Nico, both of them leaning over the balcony with smirks plastered across their faces.

“Spending the night outside like the dog you are?” Nico’s words drip with a cruel amusement that stings sharper than the cold rain.

I swallow hard, trying to blink back the tears that threaten to spill. But despite my efforts, they slip down my cheeks, silent and unbidden, as I slide down the wall and curl into myself, seeking some semblance of comfort in the smallness of my body.

The rain intensifies, pouring down in sheets, soaking my hair and chilling my skin to a painful degree. My fingertips turn numb, a sickly shade of blue creeping in as the cold seeps deeper into my bones. The worst part, however, is the suffocating silence that surrounds me.

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