Chapter 50

Elara’s POV

I watched Zarek Vane lower his weapon, removing the headset to glance in my direction. His eyes, sharp as a wolf’s, betrayed the satisfaction of a hunter seeing prey respond to the lure of the hunt.

“Here you are. Faster than I expected,” he said, his voice as controlled and precise as the rifle he had just fired.

I stepped forward with the neatly folded coat I’d dry-cleaned. “This is