The Renaissance Trial
Ginafifty shades elenaelena's journal from vampire diaries
"You little—!"
He swung a blind, heavy fist. It grazed Elara’s temple, sending spots dancing in her vision. She stumbled, the world tilting.
"I'm going to break every bone in your body," the Hunter snarled, his voice thick with blood. He pulled a serrated combat blade from his vest. The "professionalism" was gone. Now, it was personal.
Elara’s heart was drumming a frantic rhythm. This wasn't a gala. There was no Julian to step in and smooth things over. There was no PR team to fix the mess.