FAZER LOGIN"Was this the conduct expected of an heir?" I watched the blood drain from Brad’s face. “Perhaps your parents made the mistake of assuming you have matured enough to properly make your mark in society.” [Elara’s POV] I could barely understand a word of what Killian was talking about to Brad, b
[Killian’s POV] My God, these events are so tedious. I truly had zero interest in partaking in this damned dinner party but felt too obliged to Elara’s father, Cormac, to say no. I took a ginger sip from my glass and lazily scanned the room. Cormac, who stood at the head of the group of other
“Why are they here?” I hissed under my breath. “I was told that you and the Marshall boy were close, so I specifically reached out to them,” my father said. I turned to glare at the man with bitter disdain. “Brad and I are not dating anymore,” I told him. “He cheated on me with someone who I tho
[Elara’s POV] Standing in this gorgeous dress in front of the mirror, a flush of warmth crept up my neck. Memories from that night were still branded in my mind. They, very likely, always will be. I headed over to the vanity table and tried to do something with my hair. Having finished with just
“Or have you, perhaps, been feeling a strange sort of energy buzzing beneath the surface of your skin?” he prompted. An awkward beat of silence passed between us. “Um...Nope,” I answered honestly. “No physical enhancements, I’m afraid. I’m still just plain old me. But, I promise, should any of t
[Elara’s POV] A flicker of surprise sparked across Killian’s eyes, sending me into a mild panic. “I...No-actually...We’re not...” I fumbled over my own words like a complete idiot, trying to give the waitress a clear answer to our situation. The more I struggled to portray my words, the worse







