One thing Aurora wanted to do that she felt guilty for was have sex with a few Alphas she had her eyes on during her first two years on campus. She was starting with the first one, Erica.
The trail narrowed, then vanished altogether into a pocket of old-growth cedar and fern. Sunlight dripped through the canopy in slow gold coins, landing on Erica's cheekbones, the sharp line of her jaw, the soft curve of her mouth when she glanced back at Aurora and smiled like they'd already won something.
They'd hiked two hours to reach this place: a tiny clearing ringed by moss-covered boulders and the hush of a hidden creek. No one came here so it was completely vacant. The park map didn't even admit it existed. Perfect, that's what it was.
