Chapter 215

• Elvira
• The wind carried a bitter chill as I stepped onto the ridge overlooking Felen’s hidden camp. Twilight had stretched its fingers across the sky, painting the clouds in purples and deep indigos, and I couldn’t help but shiver, not from cold, but from the weight of what I was about to do. Every heartbeat drummed a warning, but it wasn’t fear. It was anticipation. The reckoning had come.
• I had tracked her here after weeks of subtle intelligence, shadowing her messengers, intercepting whispers, and waiting. Waiting until I was strong, until I had Jaxon, Deric, and my own resolve behind me. Waiting until I could ensure this confrontation wouldn’t leave loose ends.