Chapter 361

Elara's POV

The wind coming off the sea tasted like metal and rain. I stood between two Alphas—father and son—both bearing the same ruthless aura of dominance, both radiating tension so thick it made my wolf stir uneasily beneath my skin.

Kaldor Vane's gray hair was disheveled from the fight, yet his smirk was sharp as ever, that cruel gleam in his eyes reminding me of the countless stories I'd he