Elara'S POV
That evening, after a long, relaxing bath, I searched through the wardrobe for what to wear. We were going out dancing. Out of the mansion and away from safety, which gave me pause. Last time we’d gone out, to the New Year’s fight night, 5th Circle had attacked us and we’d barely escaped. I didn’t want a repeat of that night.
At the same time, I wasn’t going to stay hidden on this estate for the rest of my life. My stalker hadn’t sent any more notes since my return here. I wondered if he thought I’d taken his advice and fled far, far away.
Nope. Not this chick. I was so done with running.
Pulling out a mini skirt and sparkly tank top, I slipped them on followed by a pair of ass-kicking boots and a leather jacket. The all-black ensemble appeared both badass and elegant at t
