X Marks The Kill

POV: ELARA

I sat alone in the plush VIP corner of the restaurant, tracing the rim of my condensation-slicked water glass. I stared at the empty space across the mahogany table. Prince Rowan had stumbled away looking like he was on the verge of a massive stroke, leaving a suffocating tension in his wake. My mind spun with a dozen questions. I could sense the dangerous hostility radiating between t