Chapter 263

Third Person's POV

Elara's laughter broke the heated silence, low and melodic, tinged with alcohol and desire.

"Who else could I possibly tie down like this, if not you?" she teased.

Zarek's golden eyes glimmered with both amusement and warning, his voice rough with possessive hunger. "Even if you could, you won't. Elara, whatever you crave—love, chains, or fire—you bind it only to me. If you want