Words Over Wine

Elara POV

The hallway goes dead silent. Sloan’s mouth opens and closes, but for once, the bastard can't find a single word to say. That in itself is an absolute miracle. Sloan always has some stupid bullshit loaded in the chamber, but Draken’s sheer, terrifying presence has him completely tongue-tied. The heavy, protective weight of Draken's arm clamped firmly around my waist sends a powerful jol