Chapter 52

Elara’s POV

I let out a small, wry smile. “I don’t need you to take care of me. I can handle myself.”

“Even if you’re strong, I still want to take care of you,” Zorath said, his amber gaze locking onto me. “If I’d known what Dravos Vandor—what that bastard—did to you back then, I would have…”

My phone rang, cutting off his words. The screen flashed Dravos’s name. I frowned, answering.

“Why have yo