Chapter 34: Interest
(Elara's POV)
The dock lights flickered in the distance, carving faint halos that danced on the rippling water. The ship swayed gently, near enough for us to disembark, yet the atmosphere around Rhys and Damon remained charged.
Their wolves didn’t fully clash, but the subtle push and pull of their energy lingered—like the tightening of a bowstring, waiting for release.
Damon’s expression was unreadable, his lips pulled in a tight line as he stepped closer to Rhys, the tension crackling like static between them.
“You just stood by,” Damon began, his voice low but edged with biting sharpness. His wolf’s energy brushed outward, pressing Rhys for a response. “You were watching. You saw what happened. And you did... nothing.”
Rhys leaned lazily against the polis
