Chapter 31: She Wore My Shirt

Vander's POV

The drive back to my house was a silent affair, but the quiet in the vehicle belied the storm raging inside me.

Every time I recalled the way Krueger had placed his tongue against Elara's neck—that deliberate, possessive lick—I felt an overwhelming urge to turn the car around, track him down, and rip his tongue clean out of his mouth.

I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuck