#Chapter 97: The Walk

Elara

The cold air nipped at my cheeks as I stepped outside, pulling my coat tighter around me. Breakfast had been… well, uncomfortable. Between Vanya’s knowing glances, Draken’s calm and collected demeanor, and Zev’s innocent chatter, not to mention Kendra’s angry glares followed by suddenly storming out, I felt like an insect on display.

I needed to clear my head.

“Going somewhere, dear?” Vanya’