Chapter 49: Kill Or Be Killed.
Elara’s POV
A deep frown settled on my face the moment I saw the schedule... Combat Class.
Of course.
Why not start the day with potential bruises, broken bones, and public humiliation?
I stared at the words like they’d personally offended me. Honestly, they had. My entire body still ached from yesterday's disaster, and I hadn’t even gotten proper sleep last night.
I kept thinking Kian would come back while I was asleep, kick open the door, toss out another cryptic “mine,” and maybe strip me down to investigate my “scent problem.”
But nope. Nothing.
He didn’t come.
Not a sound. Not a knock. Not even a damn growl from outside the door.
And because of that, I stayed awake all night like a paranoid raccoon...alert, twitchy, surrounded by snacks I didn
