#Chapter 178: The Treaty

Elara

Draken and I stepped out of the car and faced the sprawling estate that was the human president’s home. My chest still ached faintly from my wound, the stitches long gone but the pain lingering. Beside me, Draken subtly favored his left side when he moved, still healing from the hole in his chest.

We were well enough now—our accelerated healing had seen to that, and only a couple of days in