Chapter 72: Just Wait And Watch.
Elara’s POV
I dropped her.
Just… let go.
Aria crumpled to the floor in a gasping, coughing heap, her hand flying to her throat. Her body convulsed slightly as she struggled for air, claw marks still raw across her neck. But she wasn’t dead. Not yet.
I took three steps back. My breaths were ragged, my chest rising and falling against the chaos still boiling in my blood. The fury hadn’t gone anywhere. Neither had the magic pulsing just under my skin, hungry, charged, ready for war. Myra paced in my head, snarling, growling, snapping at the thin threads of control I had left.
“Kill her,” she hissed. “Rip her throat out. She’ll never stop. She’ll keep coming, keep whispering, keep poking until she rips you apart. End it now, Elara. End that stupid useless
