Chapter 122

Zarek's POV

When I returned to the Vane Grounds that night, I knew something was wrong the moment I crossed the threshold.

The air carried it—sharp, metallic, tinged with the wrong kind of dominance. My wolf stiffened inside me, hackles raised, muscles coiling before my mind even caught up.

For half a heartbeat, I thought it might be Elara waiting for me, that she had chosen this night to confront