Elliot's POV

"Elliot! You came home!" Silver said as she ran down the stairs in nothing but a bra and panties. My brows furrowed; she would never wear something so revealing in front of the palace staff. Even the maids that were walking by, stared at her warily. "Come to bed with me," she pleaded, grabbing onto my arm.

"Can you give me a few minutes," I said, pulling my arm out of her grasp, and watching as it fell to her side. I didn't like her touch; I wasn't sure why. But there was something off with her and my wolf was starting to get snarly over it.

I wanted to ignore him, but I was having trouble doing so.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, giving me her best doe eyes. At one point I couldn't resist those eyes but seeing her standing in front of me right now, I wanted to distance myself from her. I kept telling myself it was because she's been through so much, but I'm starting to doubt my true reasoning.

"Yeah, I just need to speak with someone," I told her.

She frowned, but she nodded slowly.

"Okay. I'll be waiting in our room," she said, turning and swaying her hips as she walked back up the stairs.

I stared after her for a moment before I looked at the maids who were frozen in place.

"Say nothing to anyone about this," I barked.

They nodded and scrambled away.

and went into the kitchen. Mariah was cooking dinner for the palace workers when I entered and when she saw me, her entire body

you find her?" She

knew that Mariah would have been worried, and she would have wanted to see her friend. Now my gut was twisting in a way that made me feel nauseous. I thought

asked, raising her brows.

you?" I asked, my voice sounding

Her brows pinched together.

been here?"

shook my head, feeling

hour," I told her. "We found

is she?" Mariah asked, worry

I told her. "She really

breathed. "That poor thing. She must be so

was the thing; she wasn't shaken up at all. She said she almost died when she was taken

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someone different. She was in our bedroom right now, waiting for me

wasn't the Silver

to the bottom of things; she wouldn't be withholding information until I have sex with her. She wouldn't be delaying these conversations; she would be a Luna

was the woman I married; that was the

upstairs...

to throw him under the bus. But even as I thought of that, my wolf growled with annoyance at my thoughts,

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