Chapter 22: Broken Trust
(Elara's POV)
The sacred grove feels like it’s holding its breath. Tension crackles in the air, sharp and suffocating, as Ethan and Rhysand face each other. My wolf, torn between two conflicting bonds, cowers under the weight of their power signatures.
Ethan’s aura is dim, like a candle struggling against the wind. Rhysand’s, on the other hand, crashes over us like a tide—cold, crushing, and impossibly strong. His presence dominates the space, wrapping it in the command of an Alpha. Even the ancient magic of the moonflowers seems weak under this clash.
Ethan’s voice cuts through the charged air, sharp and full of venom. “Should I offer my congratulations on your mating?” he says, bitterness dripping from every word.
I flinch at his tone, but his focus rem
