Elara POVThe door closed behind him with a soft click that sounded like a death sentence in my ears.Elton stepped inside like he belonged here.And to be honest, that was what really made my skin prickle.Then, he leaned back against the door, folding his arms over his chest.“Relax,” he said mildly. “If I wanted to hurt you, I wouldn’t announce myself.”My fingers curled at my sides. “You shouldn’t be here.”“And yet,” he replied smoothly, tilting his head, “you opened the door for me.”I hated that he was right.“I thought you were Aldric,” I snapped, my tone sharp.A slow smile spread across his face,unbothered. “Ah. Disappointing, then.”“Leave.” I said flatly.Instead of doing so, he pushed off the door and took a few unhurried steps into the room.I instinctively stepped back, until the edge of my bed brushed the backs of my knees.“Elara,” he said, his voice dropping low. “You don’t need to be afraid of me.”“I’m not afraid of you,” I said quickly.His brow lifted. “Good. Be
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