Chapter 154

Elara's POV

Even if it meant trading wound for wound, I wanted to hit him again. To drive my fists into Kaldor until he understood that not everyone bowed to the Steelbound patriarch.

"You—" Zarek's voice cracked with shock, his dark eyes flashing wide.

Kaldor only laughed harder. That laugh—deep, coarse, gleeful in its cruelty—scraped against my nerves like claws against stone. "So eager, little