Chapter 132: Following Kian.
Elara’s POV
“Without me telling you, your dumb brain should already know this is stupid,” Myra groaned, loud and clear in my head as I pressed myself against the cold side of a brick wall. “Why the hell are we sneaking around like creeps, spying on our mate? We could just ask him where the f**k he disappears to every night.”
I peeked around the edge of the wall again, eyes narrowing at the tall, broad figure moving in the distance, my Kian, that stubborn, secretive, emotionally constipated mate, the one who kept sneaking out after midnight like some shady bastard and returning with bloodshot eyes, haggard breath, and an excuse flimsier than a werewolf’s promise during heat.
And I was tired of waiting for answers.
“He’s been doing this for days, Myra,” I h
