Elara’s POVLucas cleans his lips and then glances at me—not with dread but with something else.Something more profound.I shave my head and back away. "I never want to hurt you.""You won't," he adds, forward striding.I back off still another step. "I previously did."His jaw closes. " Then make it mean something."I bite hard. "Lucas,""You're stronger than this, Elara," he says quietly. "Stronger than she."Like an anchor dragging me back, his voice pulls.But Orlov?He will not permit that to happen."Kill him," he says, his power crawling over my brain. "End him today; you'll be free."The shadows pulse to push me ahead.Killing.Kill.Killing.My hand climbs.Lucas remains still.since he has faith in me.But what if he should not?Then, a gunshot.The sound tears across the space.My shoulder bursts in a piercing, flaming agony.I stumble and gasp. The shadows flutter.I turn; Sofia Rossi is gun smoking in the doorway.Her manner is incomprehensible. "Elara, kindly stand down
Elara’s POVFinn laughs bitterly, but his eyes seem deeper. "Elara, I have no need of assistance. You do."What would that imply?"Finn's eyes dart to Lucas, and I catch a trace of something—satisfaction? "She doesn't know the truth yet. However, she will."My stomach feels like it is knotting. The air has a stifling tightness. Every word, every gaze seemed to be tearing apart what I knew.I see Lucas, uncertainty and terror rising in my chest. "Lucas, what's happening?"His jaw tightened as he didn't respond right away. Elara, you are not ready for this.I am done, though, being kept in the dark. Tell me, dear!Sharp and weighty, the words hang in the air, and for a minute I see something else in Lucas's gaze. A faltering.His hand finds me, his touch light. "I wanted you to find out not to be like this."I back off, then feel chilly. "What do you mean—find out like this? Lucas, what are you running from?He looks at me, the suffering obvious in his eyes. "It is not what you believe.
Elara's POVLucas urged, "Elara, don't run," as he moved closer, his eyes begging. "I'm able to clarify everything. Ask kindly.My pulse beating, my mind attempting to make sense of the anarchy playing out, I froze. The woman—who had no right to be here—was still behind me, a shadow in the doorway seeing the scenario develop as she already knew the result.Shaking my head, I looked towards Lucas. "You don't get it, do you?" I screamed, my voice cutting with resentment. "How could you keep this from me?" How would you let her—""Elara, I promise you; I never meant any of this to happen!" Lucas's voice broke as he moved forward another step, but I wanted no hearing of it. Not right now.The air changed, though, at once. Something weighty hung between us, something neither of us could flee from."Leave her behind, Lucas." The woman's voice sliced through the suspense, her dark eyes full of something I couldn't quite identify—malice, maybe. " You'll regret it."Though every instinct urged
Elara's POV"Do you actually think I could let you live a lie?" Hunter's eyes closed and his voice sank to a whisper. "I did what I had to, Elara for you.I chuckled bitterly, trying to ignore the way my heart turned against me at his voice. "Hunter, you are among this chaos. As always. How could you do this to me?"Now the room felt smaller, the walls closing in as the reality sank down on me. My pulse thung in my ears, my thoughts whirling with a thousand questions, each more urgent than the next."Elara," Lucas whispered gently, his voice reluctant. "We had no intention of any of this happening. Unlike this."Though I could see the three of us becoming tense, Hunter's comments were like a lighthouse guiding me through the emotional whirl-circle. "You still don't get it, do you?" Hunter spoke in a low, threatening manner. "Everything that has happened—all of it—is the result of a more general design. I couldn't tell you about a plan. One you are not meant to know about. Nonetheless.
Elara’s POVThe room's tension was suffocating. My pulse accelerated and the awareness struck like a gut-punch. "What actually is this? You're here, Gideon, why? What is happening?"He glanced at me, the fire in his eyes blazing more brilliantly. "I'm here since only I can make this right, Elara."Another voice emanated from the gateway before I could reply." fix what, Gideon?" A voice I knew that chilled my spine.I whirled around to find Finn staring at me from a terrible face. He seemed not shocked to see Gideon. He seemed... dejected."'Finn?" Whispering, my heart jumping in my chest. He ought to have arrived here first. He ought to have been with me guiding me towards clarity.His eyes softened momentarily, but the rage remained just barely under control. "Don't listen to him, Elara," Finn whispered, his voice hoarse with feeling. "Gideon is playing his own game, and you do not want to participate in it."Gideon, however, only grinned. "It is too late for that, Finn. The game is
Elara’s POVFinn's gaze softened momentarily, but he grabbed me harder. "I am aware of your fear. You do not, however, have to accomplish this alone.I wanted to believe him. I was hoping Finn and Hunter had a strategy. But I started to doubt everything about Gideon's presence and the way he was standing there so certain of himself. My heart was broken, each fragment yearning for something I couldn't really comprehend. It wasn't only ripped.Gideon stepped forward, never looking away from me. "You sense it, don't you? The force. You know only I am able to assist you."" Stop!" My voice broke as I yelled. "I have nothing from you needing to be saved."But the break in my voice betrayed me. Though I wanted to shout, weep, run—I had no idea where to go.The door blasted open once more, and this time it was not only a few total strangers. The room stopped all around the guy entering.Here it was.Bella:She was not quite the same though. She was not the nice, naive daughter I had known.
Elara’s POVBella didn’t even look at him. Her cold gaze was locked firmly on me. "I’m giving you one last chance, Elara," she said, her voice like ice. "You can join me, and we’ll walk away from this unscathed. Or you can keep fighting, and everyone you care about will fall."Her words echoed in the room, their meaning sinking into me like poison. A choice. A choice between trusting the people I loved or following Bella into a world that could swallow me whole."I’ll never join you," I said, the words coming out sharper than I’d intended, but the weight of the decision was already pressing down on me.Bella’s lips curled into a smile, but it was empty. "Then we’ll see how long your loyalty lasts, Elara. You’ll break. They all do."Before I could respond, one of the cloaked figures stepped forward. They moved with such precision, so quickly, I barely had time to react.Hunter shifted, his eyes widening, but it was too late. The figure raised a hand, and the room was plunged into darkn
Elara’s POVTension permeating the air around us causes the world outside to vanish. Though it is not important, I can feel the cold wind on my skin. Gideon's eyes on me—burning with urgency, desperation, and something I cannot quite name—matter most.His voice breaks as he holds my shoulders, gently shakes me, draws me in. "Don't leave me." "I require you, Elara. You misunderstand; this is not yet ended.I try to dispel the cloud from my head by shaking it. "I'm not sure Gideon what you now want from me. I cannot continue doing this. I cannot keep being dragged into this whirlpool of falsehoods.His grasp gets tighter; the world slows down momentarily. You believe I desired this? You believe I intended to tell you lies? His voice breaks and is gruff. Though I never planned to injure you, I will do anything necessary to keep you safe. You see? Love you.I froze. Those sentences. Though I have heard them before, there is no doubt this time. Not hesitated. Just pure, unvarnished truth.
Elara’s POVLucas slid next to me, his hand curling into a fist. "Don't try negotiating with him, Elara." I wrote him off as neglected. "What are your preferences?" Looking at me, the shooter assessed. " you." But I would be content with an exchange. Lucas started to tighten. " Oversaw my dead body." The guy shrugged and said, "That is something one can arrange." Down my back slipped a shudder. This was really bad. really horrible. Lucas suffered, and I had no clue how we may come out of this. "Let's make this simple," the guy remarked, seeming almost relaxed. "I let your little Alpha guy live; you come with me, nice and easy." I stumbled. "no." "Yes," Lucas answered at the same moment. Widening my eyes, I turned to him. "Are you insane?!"?" Lucas grabbed my wrist, his grip firm despite his injuries. "Elara, I am not letting you go with him." Nor am I letting you die! I turned aside. Lucas's jaw clenched, frustration blazing in grey eyes. "I would sooner die
Elara's POVHe approaches quite closer; his presence is overpowering and for a time I am not sure where I am. Say it, he says, his voice a raspy scream. Say you also think it excessive. "I—my words twisted in the tempest of my feelings," I begin. "I'm not going to give in to you." His smile spreads dark and lethal. "You already possess, Elara." The air buzzes with electricity between us. More than I would care to say, this magnetic pull terrills me as it is unlike anything I have ever known. I have tried to forget his touch, but as his hand brushes across mine once more I cannot ignore it. Though it's a lie, my voice trembles and I say, "I hate you." I have no negative feelings towards him. Not sure even what to classify it under. It's far worse; it makes me feel both broken all at once and alive too. "You don't," he whispers softly, walking towards till not even an inch divides us. His breath is warm on my skin; I cannot stop the tremble down my spine. But you will.
Elara’s POVGideon's eyes soften briefly before his jaw closes with intense frustration. "I'm not here to boss you, Elara. Said another way, you should be careful. To genuinely be oneself once more. But suppose I no longer know my own self? Whispers, with my voice hardly heard. I fought them back, but I could feel tears beckoning to drop. "What if I am not the person I used to be?" Everything moves fast as the door smashes open with great power. The atmosphere of the room changes; black and terrible energy fills all around us. Deep down, I know this is the peril I have been sensing—something worse than I have ever experienced—but I cannot plainly see a shadow spanning the entrance. Gideon's hand immediately reaches my side; his body is orienting to cover me. Lucas remains still, his gaze fixed on the man almost within the threshold. Lucas answers, his voice low and hateful. "You'm too late." "She's mine." The man moves completely inside the room, the dim light highligh
Elara’s POVThe quiet bursts with a fantastic smash from the far side of the room. Ground vibrations cause the walls to vibrate. Then I get an alien presence darker beyond anything I have ever known. "What the hell was that??" I gasp, heart pounding faster. Gideon's voice tight with haste adds, "It's not just us." This area also has another quality. Really dangerous. Once more the lights flutter, creating lengthy shadows on the walls before I can react. The corridor echoes slow, cautious steps. And they are approaching really closely. The face of Lucas gets hard. "You consider this to be safe, Elara? You have just entered a battlefield. I stare at Gideon, but I am unable to speak. I am not compelled. The space seems too little, too oppressive. I had to get outside. But anywhere? All of a sudden, activity flashes across. A person standing in the gateway. Though it's too dark and too quick for me to see, it's there. And it is approaching as well. Gideon stands in fr
Elara’s POVI shake my head trying to keep a cool head. Not yours is what I mean. Here I am a special person. I choose my own road. " Do you? " He approaches, his eyes never straying from mine. Why would you then be running back to me? You see it, do you not? Our relationship is quite strong. Frustration bubbling up, I hold my hands at my sides. "I won't be any pawn in your game going forward." Gideon's body presses into mine while he grabs me tighter. Still, I can sense the fire; his raw strength flowing from his arms is still something indistinct. Something I'm unsure of. Gideon adds silently, his voice a loud growl: "You don't have to be a pawn, Elara." One never needs to be. Lucas's words and presence are like a lifeline I'm clinging on, even as his influence pulls me away. I truly feel it, though. the draw, they want to see Lucas. To surrender to the anarchy he advocates. Something dangerous and careless has always drawn me to him. And still awake and living
Elara’s POVBella, my voice higher than I would have wanted, I say, "I don't care about destiny," but it's not enough to cover the underlying dread. "I want to survive." The silence that follows is dense, loaded with unsaid messages, and I find—I'm not sure what I want either anymore. I know I cannot let her distance us. Heart tired, I look to Gideon. "What would follow from her being right? Suppose I'm not strong enough for this? He looks at me, his face softening just a bit, and at that moment I can practically see the child I used to know behind the hardness of the man he has grown to be. His palm poised for mine he says, "You're stronger than you think, Elara." Though it offers a moment of comfort, his soft touch has little effect on quieting the rage seething inside me. I want to truly believe him. I have a natural belief in him. Still, Bella's words remain with me and make breathing harder. She is accurate in one sphere alone. I cannot sprint straight ahead from h
Elara’s POVThe blackness is strangling and compressing on my chest as the cold air whirls about us. The males in front of me—Gideon, Finn, and Hunter—have scarcely noticeable shapes. But I feel their weight on my spirit sucking me in and anchoring me. Finn replies, "I told you not to trust her," with a sharp, furious edge. "Now take stock of her achievements.” I feel the hurt of betrayal; his words cut right through me. I start to explain myself, when Gideon's grip on my arm cuts me off. "I didn't," I say. Although his touch is nice, it has little effect on warming my blood. Enough, Gideon declares with the hardness of stone. We have no time for this. Right now, our choices are few. My heart hammering in my chest, I look at him. What do you mean? What is happening? Apart from this? Gideon doesn't flinch even if the tension between us is strong enough to cut with a knife. Elara, it surpasses all of us. Bella influences more than we could have possibly dreamed. She is
Elara’s POVTension permeating the air around us causes the world outside to vanish. Though it is not important, I can feel the cold wind on my skin. Gideon's eyes on me—burning with urgency, desperation, and something I cannot quite name—matter most.His voice breaks as he holds my shoulders, gently shakes me, draws me in. "Don't leave me." "I require you, Elara. You misunderstand; this is not yet ended.I try to dispel the cloud from my head by shaking it. "I'm not sure Gideon what you now want from me. I cannot continue doing this. I cannot keep being dragged into this whirlpool of falsehoods.His grasp gets tighter; the world slows down momentarily. You believe I desired this? You believe I intended to tell you lies? His voice breaks and is gruff. Though I never planned to injure you, I will do anything necessary to keep you safe. You see? Love you.I froze. Those sentences. Though I have heard them before, there is no doubt this time. Not hesitated. Just pure, unvarnished truth.
Elara’s POVBella didn’t even look at him. Her cold gaze was locked firmly on me. "I’m giving you one last chance, Elara," she said, her voice like ice. "You can join me, and we’ll walk away from this unscathed. Or you can keep fighting, and everyone you care about will fall."Her words echoed in the room, their meaning sinking into me like poison. A choice. A choice between trusting the people I loved or following Bella into a world that could swallow me whole."I’ll never join you," I said, the words coming out sharper than I’d intended, but the weight of the decision was already pressing down on me.Bella’s lips curled into a smile, but it was empty. "Then we’ll see how long your loyalty lasts, Elara. You’ll break. They all do."Before I could respond, one of the cloaked figures stepped forward. They moved with such precision, so quickly, I barely had time to react.Hunter shifted, his eyes widening, but it was too late. The figure raised a hand, and the room was plunged into darkn