Chapter 144: The Queen's Daughter

Elara’s POV

Blood gushed from my throat—it should have been burning hot, but all I felt was a bone-deep chill.

Somewhere in the distance, a wolf’s howl tore through the night, followed by a furious roar:

"ELARA!!!!"

Was he calling my name?

How fucking ironic. He didn’t care when Cyprian cut my throat, but now, when it was already too late, he was screaming for me? What was the fucking point?

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