Chapter 272

Third Person's POV

Dravos stood rigidly in the fading sunlight, eyes locked on Elara as her figure disappeared toward the edge of the parking lot. His chest heaved, the tension of the moment pressing down like a heavy wolf's paw. He didn't approach her for Morwena or for Zyla; the matter of Zyla insulting Elara was her own to bear. No, he had come for himself, driven by regret gnawing at his core.