Chapter 122 A Mole In Silvercrest
- ~Lucian~
- As I stared at Elara’s sleeping form, a mix of guilt and fury surged within me. Her injury, though not life-threatening, still brought an overwhelming sense of failure. She lay there, her brow furrowed even in sleep, a reminder of my inability to protect her when she needed it most.
- I sent word to both Thorne and Ronan, knowing their reactions would be immediate and intense.