Chapter 405

Third Person's POV

Kyra had just fetched a set of clean clothes from her car for Elara when the shrill wail of a fire alarm tore across the night.

She froze.

The sound came from the direction of the banquet hall.

The banquet hall where Elara was resting.

A spike of fear shot through her. Without even closing the car door, Kyra sprinted toward the building, boots skidding over the marble as wolves