ARES
Aurora had a fucking secret.
Something she obviously didn’t want me to know about.
From the second I’d mentioned Elijah’s name, she had gone white. Numerous scout reports and just common knowledge had told me all I needed to know about the Darkmoon Pack’s relationship with Alpha Elijah. They worked closely together, trained together, fought together.
Too fucking close.
“Elijah?” I asked through clenched teeth.
Aurora sucked in her cheek and gazed at the ground, unable to look me in the fucking eyes. “I already told you. I-I don’t know, Ares,” she said, voice strong … but I didn’t miss the way she’d stuttered.
I should’ve marked her right then and there. I should’ve shown her that she was mine and only mine. I should’ve taken her so mercilessly that she knew not to play with me like this.
But instead, I balled my hands into fists and let out a murderous growl.
I wouldn’t be surprised if Aurora and Elijah had fucked.
What wolf would be able to keep his paws off of Aurora? She was a fucking goddess.
But she was mine now.
“Anything you want to tell me about?” I asked, pushing her to admit it. I’d let him off easier … I wouldn’t hurt him that bad … but if she wanted to keep it a big secret from me, then I’d let him have it.
She covered her neck with her hand. Nervous. My mate was nervous because she was hiding it … and she thought I wouldn’t notice.
I had already taken care of Tony.
Elijah was next.