Chapter 34

Elvira POV

The silky robe felt foreign against my skin. It shimmered in the color of deep midnight blue and silver, the fabric flowing like moonlight. The tailor had said it was enchanted to reflect the wearer’s aura. If that were true, then why did I feel like an imposter wrapped in elegance?

Brielle clasped a silver pin into my hair, her hands gentle as always. “You look... wow. Like you belong on a throne.”

I looked regal—at least that’s what Brielle said as she spun me around, her eyes wide with admiration. But when I stared at my reflection, I didn’t see a queen. I saw a girl trying to survive, trying to find a purpose in a threatening pack.

I gave her a tight smile through the mirror. “You mean like someone else entirely?”

She chuckled, clearly mistaking my discomfort for modes