Chapter 31
Clara sat at her kitchen table holding an icepack to her cheekbone. It was two in the morning, and she had been home for about twenty minutes. She had sent Elian a cryptic text after she had finished debriefing to say she was safe and would be home by midnight, but he hadn’t answered. When she had let Anjali know Naomi and Bliss were safe and sound, she had told her that Elian had left not long after she had and hadn’t been back.
Both dogs were laying under the table as they had met her at the door, and she grimaced as she tried to shift her legs around them. Her knee was aching from that drop from the window to the and her knuckles were raw from the fighting.
“You’re back,” Elian’s voice spoke from the door to the kitchen.
“You’re here,” she countered as she jumped in surp
