Chapter 92

• Elara’s POV
• The smell of sugar and melted chocolate filled the air as I sifted flour into a bowl, sneaking glances at Sabrina, who was determined to master the art of baking. Her cheeks were flushed from laughter, different from the woman who’d just been crying a few hours back.
• Lucas outburst hadn’t only scared Aurelio, but Sabrina too. I’d long forgotten what my mate was like when angry, when his eyes switched in between golden and black. I’d forgoteen about the beast lurking within him and the power it had.