This was Shirley's plan; she's trying to turn Elliot against me so he will divorce me. I wrapped my arms around my body and held myself close as I walked away from the packhouse. I felt sick to my stomach. I just needed some time and space to clear my head.

My phone rang and when I grabbed it from my pocket, I saw that it was Cara. I declined the call, not wanting to talk to anyone right now. I shoved the phone back into my pocket. Memories of earlier events replayed in my mind, and I winced at the harsh look he gave me. It was accusatory and cold. Like I was a bug that stung him.

I'm not sure how long I walked, but the next thing I knew, I was standing outside of the pack hospital.

Why did I walk here? What was I thinking I'd accomplish?

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the emergency room and over to the reception desk.

"Hello, I'm here to see Shirley Darknight," I said, my voice trembling only slightly.

She typed on her computer and nodded.

"Alpha Elliot reserved floor 8 for her," she told me.

My stomach knotted even more; he reserved an entire floor for her? I nodded my thanks, forcing a smile as I went to the elevator.

I pressed button 8 and held my breath as the doors closed. My heart was pounding against my chest; I had no idea what I was going to say, or do once I saw them, but I had to say something. I couldn't let this go unresolved; I couldn't let Elliot think he married some kind of monster.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened, revealing a large waiting room.

room and smiled at

here to see

doors on the right," she told me. "She's

and went down the hallway. I could hear

day to heal, Elliot. What am I going to

okay, Shirley," Elliot assured her. "I will take care of everything. You just focus on

your wife do this to me? I didn't do anything wrong?" Shirley

Elliot remained silent; silent!!!

sounds of distress, I knocked on

with fear, grabbing onto Elliot's arm and shielding herself from

She came back to finish the

disappointed look on his face anymore. My heart hurt too much already. "Shirley, that's enough. She's not going to hurt her," Elliot said, trying to pry her hands off him, but she was relentless and kept burying her face in his arm,

Elliot. Please, make her leave. I don't want

fingers through his hair and

come here, Silver," he said, his voice hard and making me wince. "What do you

come to speak with Miss Shirley," I said, my voice coming out

speak to you," he said,

hurt. I didn't..." my voice trailed off when I realized no matter what I said, Elliot wasn't going to believe me. His mind had

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