I had no idea the other Alphas were staying in this pack. I’m sure they were all over the packhouse. It was no wonder Elliot’s been so busy lately. I felt foolish to think it had anything to do with me. But I wished he would communicate this stuff with me. Instead, I feel as if he’s spending all of
Silvers POV“Dance with me,” Elliot said, taking hold of my hand.My cheeks flushed at his words. I looked around and saw that others were dancing with their partners as well. Everybody dressed elegantly and the music was remotely classical.Elliot pulled me to the dance floor and wrapped me in his
My father opened his mouth to say something, looking mortified that Elliot was actually standing up for me. To be honest, I was kind of shocked by this. Nobody has ever stood up for me before, not even Gavin. My cheeks flushed at the sentiment, and I found myself wanting to lean into him and soak in
Smacking her lips together she looked at me one last time.“Don’t think for a second just because you got a little recognition for your paintings that you are somebody worth anything. You are worth nothing,” she said through her teeth as she stepped around me.Anger coursed through me in waves; I ne
Silver’s POVFlashes of light appeared in my vision and an intense ache appeared in my temple. I let out a troubled cry as I buckled over, not sure what was happening. There must have been mistletoe in my drink; but how did this happen?How could Shirley possibly know what mistletoe does to me?Nobo
My body tensed for a moment and when I felt his warm hands brushing the hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear, relief flooded into me.“Elliot?” I gasped, nearly flinging myself into his arms.He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest.“Where did she go?!” I heard the gam
Silver’s POV“Alpha, Luna, where have you been? You were searched for at the banquet last night,” Beta Leo said as we walked through the front doors of the palace.We stayed at the horse track until the sun began to rise early this morning. Elliot didn’t want to take a chance of having me be seen, s
Time ticked on; I got so lost in my artwork that I completely lost track of time. The front door slammed shut and distinct male voices brought me out of my stooper.I put my brushes and watercolor away before leaving the studio and walking into the front foyer. I froze entirely when I saw Elliot sta