Chapter 310

Elara’s POV

The rise and fall of his chest drew my eyes again and again, impossible to ignore. Zarek… even like this, half-reclining and drained, he carried a presence that made the room feel alive with some dangerous, intoxicating energy. His bare chest moved beneath the dim amber lights, muscles contracting in uneven waves, and I felt the pull in my chest, a mix of caution and unwilling fascinat