Chapter 30
- “What do you want, Lucien?” Elara demanded, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside her.
- Lucien’s eyes gleamed with something darker. “What do I want? That’s simple. I want what’s mine. And right now, that’s you.”
- A cold shiver ran down her spine. “You’re delusional,” Elara spat, stepping back slightly. “You’ve already lost. The war is over.”