Elara’s POV
The words from the letter my mother wrote swirled in my head, a very toxic storm. Key. Source Alpha. Oracle. They all mixed up with the image of Kael’s hungry eyes in the image, until I felt sick.. I was a thing. A sacred object to be captured. I wasn’t a person to him
Lucian caught the photo as it fell off from my shaking hands. He stared at it, his face changing into a mask of pure, ancient hatred. Then his eyes got fixed on the letter on the concrete floor. He didn’t pick it up from the floor where it was. He just read it right there, his silver gaze scanning the lines I knew by heart one after another.
The silence in the storage unit became so thick, charged with a new kind of terror after he read the letter. It wasn’t the fear of a chase by Marek anymore. It was the d
