Chapter 131

Elara's POV

Two days later, I boarded the ferry with Zarek. The sea wind was sharp, carrying the brine of the waves and the weight of something inevitable. We were bound for the island where the Harrowforge Dominion had organized the groundbreaking ceremony—a show of unity between packs, humans, and industries.

I should have been focused on the event itself, on the politics that would thread throu