Elara slowly curled her fingers and focused not on the door, but on the power within herself. Because if someone was coming to take her, it was an unnecessary effort. This time, Elara knew she did not need them. This thought would have made her feel guilty before. When she felt Rowan trying to reach her through the darkness, when she felt Kael following the weakening bond, her heart would have beaten faster. Now, however, that same feeling had settled somewhere different in her chest. Somewhere colder, more calculated, and less human. Their arrival no longer felt like salvation, but like the first sound outside of the storm she had been waiting for.
