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.

walked into the room and smiled at

see Shirley Darknight,"

on the right," she told

and went down the hallway. I could hear voices inside of the room and

doctors say it's going to take me a full day to heal, Elliot. What am I going to do?" I heard

Elliot assured her. "I will take care of everything.

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

Elliot remained silent; silent!!!

out any sobs or sounds of distress, I knocked on the door

found mine first and she shrieked with fear, grabbing

came back

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

make her

ran his fingers through his hair and sighed

his voice hard and making me wince. "What do you

come to speak with Miss Shirley," I said, my

speak to you," he said, his

"I never intended for her to get hurt. I didn't..." my voice trailed off when I realized no matter what I said, Elliot

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