Chapter 64: Typical Darius.
Elara's POV.
I don’t know how long I stood there in Liam’s arms.
His magic wasn’t swirling, his tone wasn’t flirtatious, and for once, there wasn’t a hint of mischief in his presence. Just quiet strength. Just warmth. Just… him.
I didn’t deserve that.
And I definitely didn’t deserve the way his heartbeat stayed steady against my cheek, like he wasn’t holding a walking grave full of secrets. But still, I let myself sink into it. For now. Just this once.
“I have to go,” I whispered after a while, my voice raw.
Liam didn’t stop me. But as he let go, his hand slid down my arm and gave one final squeeze before he stepped back. “We’ll talk more later. But for now… just breathe. I’ll walk behind you.”
I nodded and just as I was about to turn, I heard it …the
