Chapter 162

Elara's POV

"If I truly didn't want you," I said quietly, meeting his storm-grey eyes head-on, "why would I have agreed to be with you at all?"

Zarek's lips curved into something unreadable—half a smile, half a question. He leaned closer, his tall frame folding toward me until the heat of him pressed against my senses. One of his hands stayed wrapped around mine, unyielding, the other slid around