Elara'S POV
“I need to speak with you all. Right now,” I said, grabbing my purse and getting out of the car.
“Give it until the morning—” Xavier started.
“Tonight. We need to clear up some things.”
Without waiting for another response, I headed into the mansion and up to the third floor. Xavier quickly caught up with me. Lysander and Kaelen’s heavy footfalls echoed behind us.
“Very well. We can talk here.”
He took my arm and headed in the opposite direction of our bedrooms. We strode to the other wing of the house and along the darkened corridor to the room I’d been in only once.
Opposite the entrance stood the glass doors that opened onto a balcony. In front of them was a small sitting area with three chairs and in the middle stood a round table. The double heart-shaped hourglass
