Chapter 373

Elara's POV

Declan nodded once, and Jessa hurriedly excused herself from the corridor, her heels clicking a sharp retreat down the marble floor.

Zorath turned toward me, his voice low but protective. "Do you want me to stay?"

I shook my head. "No. Go back to the booth. I'll be fine."

Then I looked at Declan—the man standing under the silver lanterns of the restaurant, his aura quiet but heavy, lik