Elara POV
Lysander shrugged. Xavier studied me with those endless pools of black.
“Very well,” he said. “Come.”
I dropped my arms to my sides and approached them. They took up positions on either side of me as we strode inside and into Mrs. Holt’s private quarters. She sat next to Kaelen in one of the pair of chairs. The sofa was open for the three of us to take.
She smiled, catching sight of me. “I’m glad you came, Elara. A leader should always show interest in the details.”
I frowned, puzzled. I wouldn’t exactly call myself a leader. It wasn’t like I was a boss—but I also wasn’t just their girl either. A member of Penumbra, with my own agenda, that’s what I was. Apparently, Mrs. Holt saw me in a slightly different light.
I settled onto the couch between the wolf and vampire. Kaele
