Elara’s POVHissed, glaring at Leo as we stood in the conference room's corner, "Tell me you didn't just plan this entire thing behind my back."He leaned against the edge of the table, his sharp blue eyes fixed on me. He said just, "You're angry," his voice shockingly calm."Angry?." I spitted. "You mentioned little risk, so I consented to this meeting. But I'm caught in your mess while Dmitri's men circle like vultures!"You're not stuck," he said, coming forward with easy grace. "We have any leverage at all thanks in large part to you.""Use?" Though tension flared in the air, I shot back, keeping a quiet voice. Leo, you are not a pawn. And I most definitely do not represent your leverage.Leo's jaw hardened, his usually lighthearted smile replaced with something darker, more severe. Elara, you are not a pawn. Whether you like it or not, though, you are now in this struggle. Dmitri cannot stop. He has demonstrated that rather clearly.I ran a hand through my hair and breathed stron
Elara’s POVLeo hissed, his fingers tightly around my arm as he dragged me into the dark alley, "Don't say another word, Elara."I yanked my arm free and whirled toward him. "What is your issue?," I snapped, my voice cutting, my chest heaving from the turmoil we had just escaped."My Problem?" He moved forward, his blue eyes almost ablaze in the low light. "Your problem is you almost got yourself killed back there because you think you can take on Dmitri's men without a plan!"Ignoring the stifling heat between us, I poked a finger into his chest. "You are not allowed to lecture Leo! About what we were walking into, you did not exactly warn me!"And you believe that to be acceptable to dive into the crossfire?" His voice grew and for the first time I could see actual terror in his eyes. "If you deny me, I cannot protect you.""I never asked you to shield me!” I shot back, even though the words felt like a lie the instant they left my mouth.For a minute, we just stood there, our heavy
Elara’s POV"Mara, kindly put the gun down."My heart was slamming against my ribs but my voice was steady. Standing a few feet away, my sister clutched a silver pistol as natural born with it in her hands.She laughed. “Why? Does it frightens you, Elara?Leo moved in front of me, his hand hanging over his own rifle, his body stiff. What the hell are you doing, Mara?Tara should be asking you that, Mara replied, tilting her head. "Playing hero and running about with Elara, avoiding Dmitri's troops. It's very lovely, honestly. It will not save her, though.My gut turned whirl. "You are handling Dmitri." It was not a matter of inquiry here. The revelation knocked me like a fist to the stomach.The smile of Mara grew more pronounced. You were always the slow one.I thought the ground underfoot had vanished. The one person I considered trustworthy—my own sister—had been fooling me all this whole time.Leo's mouth closed. This thus was your entire strategy all along. To turn over Elara to
Elara’s POVMy bones sank with a frigid coldness. Then what are our next steps?He bent forward, laying his forearms on the table. "We head for the docks. But not just by themselves.I scowled. "The said message—that is,""I know what it said," he added, interrupting. But do you honestly think I would let you leave there without backup?I let out a sneer. "Leo, should they spot someone else, they could kill you right away."His lips drew into a grim smile. Then I suppose I will simply have to be invisible.I started to blink. "You seem to have a plan."always. His eyes sparkle. And you are going to believe me.The air smelled strongly of gasoline and salt, and the water lapped gently against the wooden piers. Every shadow seemed to be a pair of eyes waiting on me.My heart hammering as I approached the meeting point, I moved slowly, deliberately.Then I turned to see her.Mari.With arms crossed, she stood close to the edge of the dock, her face invisible.I paused just a few feet apa
Elara’s POVOn the trigger, Mara's fingers quit. I'll shoot if you go one more step.I choked hard. "Would you?," asked?Still quiet.Her hand trembled just for a split second.And it was all the required assurance.Though she had always been frigid and manipulative, Mara was not a killer. Not in reference to me specifically.Dmitri also noted it.His delighted look veered toward something worse."She won't pull the trigger," he said, sneering. But I will.Time slowness.Dmitri pulled his rifle.Leo pushed me back behind him.Still another shot rang out, deafening and breaking through the darkness.I was startled.Leo stumbled."No!," I gasped.Blood in particular. His blood. Staining his shirt. A red bloom spreads too quickly.Leaving one knee down, Leo grabbed his side.Though she hadn't fired, Mara's gun was shaking now. She stood still.Dmitri moved forward, gun still trained toward Leo."You ought to have stayed out of this," Dmitri said, sounding nearly casual. But you have to p
Elara’s POVYou are not obliged to do this.Leo's voice was tight, his grip strong on my wrist as if he could physically stop me from walking into the storm we were about to unleash.My pulse thundering, I wrenched free. " I'm not sprinting. Not with Dmitri. Not drawn from this struggle.His jaw contracted. "This is more than simply a struggle, Elara. It is a war. You believe Dmitri sent that email merely to intimidate us? He left already.My stomach turned, but I spoke steadily. "We then strike back."Under his breath, he muttered and ran a hand over his hair. "Damn it, Elara; you do not grasp—"Then make me understand! I snapped and pushed him to look at me, walking closer. "Because I refuse to sit in the shadows while you risk everything alone."His chest surged and dropped as his irritation collided with the heat flickering between us. At last he said, his voice hoarse and low, "You're too important to me." "I won't let go of you."I gulped hard, emotions stranding around my neck.
Elara’s POV"You’re going to regret this, Elara," he seethed.I glared back. "Get in line."Leo covered us as we rushed toward an escape. Just as I reached the door, I peered back—Mara hesitated, appearing torn."Mara!" I shouted.She swallowed hard, then followed.We broke into the night air, rushing for the SUV parked a block away."Get in!" Leo ordered.We barely slammed the doors shut before he sped away, tires roaring on the tarmac.My heart was still racing. My hands wouldn’t quit shaking.I turned to Mara. "Start a conversation. These days.She did not look at me.Mara!She inhaled and sucked. "Elara, I had nowhere to choose from. Dmitri is the owner of me.Leo laughed. "That's a darn handy justification."She gasped but did not object.I started to tighten my hands. "For what duration?"Mara gasped. "A year."Over me a cool wave passed. "a year?"She said yes. "Elara, I got in hot water. I bargained with Dmitri to guard you. He left you alone if I worked for him, he told me. T
Elara’s POV My heart thrashed against my ribs. "Mara—" Was I not going to be enough? Her voice shook, but her eyes gleamed with fire. You possessed love, awareness, and strength. And I, too, was nothing. Leo shook his head, loathing wrinkling his face. "So you sold her out?," asked. Mara's jaw tightened. "You don't understand." I gave out a sour laugh. I do, indeed. She gulped. I ought to have spotted it. Her voice's tightness, her constant glance at me as if she wanted to say something but never did I staggered back a bit. "Did you ever really love me?" She seemed to have flickering eyes. "I—"; The door creamed open before she could complete. I turned and stopped. Valentine. Mama. She stood in the doorway, her eyes cold and calculated, a silk robe draped over her shoulders. I thought I was imagining it for a split second. She had no idea what was going on; she had entered the wrong room. She then said, though. "I was wondering when you would solve it." My breath caug
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