Chapter 244

Elara's POV

I pulled into the underground garage, the hum of my WolfComm silencing as I shut the engine. The air always carried that metallic tang of the city packs, but tonight it felt heavier, pressing against my chest.

When I stepped into the apartment, I froze. Zarek was already there. He sat on the leather sofa, shoulders broad and posture sharp, flipping through a thick stack of documents. T