Chapter 391

Zarek's POV

Time crawled. Every second in this glass-and-steel tower dragged past like molasses. I watched through the floor-to-ceiling windows as the sun climbed toward its zenith, its light splitting the room into slices of warmth and shadow.

Nyla returned, footsteps measured, careful. "My apologies, Alpha Zarek," she said, almost hesitantly. "Elara is still here. She refuses to leave. I mention