#Chapter 116: Without An Heir

Elara’s POV

I’m in my pajamas, nearly ready to climb under the covers, when I hear the knocking.

I freeze, relaxing only marginally when I hear my two protectors go to the door.

One last loud thud against the door makes me jump.

Moving out of my bedroom, I step into the hallway as the front door is opened.

“What the hell is that?” Nox asks.

“It’s a note,” Zarek says.

“Macabre, isn’t it? Is that bl