Zara’s POV

The image of Elora collapsing on the floor gave me more satisfaction than I had anticipated. She had always put up a venomous and monstrous look like she could devour anyone at any time. But today, she was softened and stripped of her mask, releasing the ugliest weakness and vulnerability I had always wanted to see.

Since I got back from New York, it was the second most rewarding scene I had witnessed. The first was Zane being dragged like a thief from the Wesley Group he prided in so much, just to be thrown in a cell.

I felt no pity for them. Only disgust. And I...