Chapter 86

Elliot’s POV

I already had a feeling that her brother was after me. But the question still remained as to why. I didn’t understand what I did personally to him or these rogues. But I had a feeling Silver did know, and she was hesitant to tell me.

“Hey,” I said, taking her arms and pulling her back towards the bed so I could hold her. Her face was pale, and she had tears in her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close to me, not ever wanting to let this woman go. “Tell me what it is he wants with me and my sister.”

“He wants to get revenge, Elliot. Your father is the reason his adoptive mother is dead. We were separated at birth because of your sister's prophecy,” she explained.

I furrowed my brows together. I was very little at the time of her prophecy, so I don’t remember much of what happened back then. But I do remember them hunting down the child my sister saw in her prophecy. I’m not sure what happened after that though; it seemed like the case got dropped. My father never brought it up again and I never bothered to ask.

“When she had that prophecy, my birth mother panicked and switched me with another baby at the hospital,” she explained, much to my surprise. “There weren’t any boys born at the time so she couldn’t switch my brother. But she took someone else’s baby; the Alphas…”

My heart hammered in my chest with each word that she spoke. Could it be true that her mother switched her with the Alpha’s baby to protect her?

Then, what did that mean for the Alpha’s baby? What happened to her?

“They didn’t know what to do with my brother, so they left him in a cave. Thinking it would be better for him than the certain death that was waiting around the corner. Afterward, they took Alpha’s baby and jumped off a cliff. Later, they were found, and it was assumed that the baby they were holding when they died was the baby your sister prophesized about.”

“They sacrificed the Alpha’s baby?” I asked, dumbfounded.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared at her hands.

“Yes,” she whispered. “It should have been me…”

“No,” I said firmly, grasping her hands in mine. Her gaze lifted and she met my eyes, tears glistening behind her gaze. “This is not your fault. No one should have died, but specifically not you. You are not the destruction my sister saw in her prophecy.”

Tears slipped out of her eyes and down her cheeks. I wiped them away with my thumbs as I held her face in my hands.

“You are not to blame for any of this, Silver,” I told her, pressing my forehead against hers and inhaling her scent deeply.

She let out a shuddering breath before she nodded slowly.

“What happened to your brother?” I finally asked as I looked into her eyes.

“He was later found by a rogue,” she explained. “She raised him as her own. Then, your father put a hit on rogues and his mother ended up in the crossfire. She died…”

I dropped my hands from her face and stared at her for a moment. Neither of us said anything. It was now making sense as to why he was so hellbent on getting revenge against my family. Not only was it my family that caused his birth family to commit suicide, separate him from his sister, and abandon him in a cave, but it was also my family that got the only woman who cared for him, the one he thought of as his mother, killed.

How could I blame him for wanting revenge?

“What are you thinking about?” She asked.

“I think he has a valid reason for wanting me dead,” I told her.

Her eyes widened.

“No, he doesn’t,” she said quickly; now it was her turn to grab my face with her hands. “None of this was your fault. It was your father’s fault. He should have stopped after he killed your father.”

I jerked away at the sound of that; I always suspected that something like this was the case but hearing her say it and confirm my thoughts was almost too much for me to handle.

“Are you saying he was the reason my father died?” I asked my tone hard and coming out much colder than I meant it to.

Her gaze shifted downward as if she just realized what she just said and then she gave me a curt nod.

“He changed your father’s scent, just like he did with mine. His Beta thought he was a rogue and killed him,” she said softly, her eyes shining with remorse.

I sighed and lowered my gaze as well, feeling defeated.

She wrapped her arms around my body and held me close.

“I’m so sorry, Elliot,” she whispered, her face buried in the nape of my neck.

“It’s not your fault,” I assured her. “I don’t blame you for any of this, Silver. I love you deeply.”

She smiled against me and then lifted her gaze to meet mine.

“I love you deeply,” she whispered. “I don’t exactly know what he’s planning on doing though. It’s all happening so fast.”

I nodded in agreement.

“You said he wanted you to join him? Is he planning on capturing you again?” I asked her.

She frowned.

“I’m not exactly sure. He didn’t say anything since he took my memories and threw me into the forest. I’m assuming he wouldn’t have let you kill me though. You don’t think he’s watching me, do you?” She asked.

I was worried about something like that happening, but I have the best Gammas and pack security in the world. There’s no way he was able to get into this pack to watch Silver. Then again, he was able to take her in the first place. The thought left an unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“Let’s not think about it right now,” she said, sensing my unease. Now that she was marked, I was able to feel her emotions as well and I knew she still felt uneasy as well. Neither of us wanted to think about it though.

It was getting late in the evening and we both had an exhausting day. She brought her lips to mine, and I kissed her back, brushing my tongue across her bottom lip and wanting access to her mouth. I needed to ensure myself that she was truly okay and that she was mine. My body was on high alert and all I wanted was to strip her naked and make her mine all over again.

As if she could read my thoughts, she pulled back slightly so she could lift her shirt over her head. My eyes darkened at the sight of her; she wasn’t wearing a bra and her eyes sparkled with passion.

“I was about to take a shower,” she said, slipping off the bed. I watched her as she swayed her hips towards the bathroom door and then she paused to look at me from over her shoulder. “Are you going ot join me?”

I smiled, unable to get off the bed fast enough. She squealed and laughed as I lifted her into my arms and carried her the rest of the way into the bathroom. I kissed down the nape of her neck, sucking on her mark as I slammed the bathroom door shut behind us.

It didn’t take us long to strip off all our clothing. While we waited for the water to heat, I sat her on the counter, her legs wrapped around my waist, and I kissed her as if my entire life deepened on it. She moaned into my mouth as I bit her bottom lip, sucking on it like it was a sweet piece of candy.

I could smell her arousal, and it made my manhood stiff as well. It was begging for entrance as it pressed against her core eagerly. I lifted her off the counter and brought her into the shower. The water soaked our naked bodies, and we continued to kiss until neither of us could breathe. I finally pulled back to give her a minute to catch her breath.

I grabbed the soap and lathered it in my hands. I began rubbing my fingers down her body and she sucked in a sharp breath from the contact. I loved the effect I had on her body, and I couldn’t help but grin at her hardening nipples as my fingers washed and explored her breasts. She closed her eyes, leaning her head against the shower wall as I massaged her breasts and ran my fingers down her torso until I reached her core.

Her eyes opened as I pushed my fingers inside of her.

“Oh, Goddess…” she whispered.

I brought my lips to hers and kissed her sweetly at first, but then I deepened it and kissed with a hungry passion.

She groaned into my mouth as she nibbled on my bottom lip.

“Mark me again,” she whispered against my lips. I raised my eyebrows at her. “I want to be connected to you. Please… Elliot. Mark me.”