Chapter 31

Elara's POV

I'd been meaning to return the clothes Zarek Vane had given me that day at the mall—the ones he'd used to replace my blood-soaked garments.

My plan was simple: go to the Vane Domain, hand them over to one of the pack's house staff, and leave without crossing paths with him. Clean. Simple. No unnecessary contact.

But fate, as always, had other ideas.

The Vane butler himself came to the