Chapter 65

Elliot’s POV

“You broke ties with the Darknight pack? Are you out of your mind??” Beta Leo asked, his mouth gaping open.

Gamma Luca ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head as he paced the room. They were two of my best friends, so they knew where I was coming from, but that didn’t mean they liked it.

“You realize Shirley could start a war on our pack now, right? With the rogues continuously attacking us, can’t deal with a pack war too,” Luca said, his voice filled with distress.

“We are one of the strongest packs in the world; what good are our warriors if we don’t use them,” I said, leaning back in my seat. “Double up on the border patrols and get the rest of the warriors into extra training hours. I don’t think Shirley would start a war, but we need to be prepared anyway,” I told them. “Have there been any more rogue attacks in the last 24 hours?”

“No, they’ve been rather quiet,” Leo said, shaking his head. “I think they are trying to regroup and try a new tactic. We still aren’t sure what they want but it seems they’ve stopped attacking the other packs and are focusing their attention on us specifically.”

I nodded, already knowing this information. The other Alpha’s have told me, since our last Alpha meeting, that they haven’t experienced any rogue attacks on their end and yet we’ve had two. Whatever these rogues are after, it has to do with the Crown pack.

I thought about Silver and worry invaded my chest; my wolf was distressed over her safety. Above all, I needed to make sure Silver was safe. The Surfside Resort is a way away from the pack, so at least I knew she would be safe for tonight.

“I need you to send some of our spies into the rogue territory to find out what they are after,” I told Leo, who nodded in agreement. “I’m taking Silver out of town for the night, and we won’t be back until later tomorrow evening. Only contact me if there’s an emergency.”

“So, does that mean things are going well for the two of you?” Luca asked, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded across his chest.

I grinned.

“I’m trying,” I confessed. “I fell in love with her and I’m going to do what I can to keep her.”

“What if you find your true mate?”

I had thought about that often and I’m pretty certain even though she doesn’t have a wolf that Silver is my true mate. My wolf has been drawn to her and craving her ever since she walked into our lives. But I didn’t want to say anything without knowing for sure.

“I’m not worried about it,” I settled on.

They both looked at one another with strange glances before looking back at me.

“No?” Leo asked.

I shook my head.

“My priorities are with my wife,” I said, shrugging.

They both nodded, looking impressed.

“Well, then okay,” Beta Leo said.

I looked at the time; it was 6:30 pm.

“Gentlemen,” I said, standing to my feet. “I need to get going. I have a date with my wife.”

“Enjoy your night, Alpha,” Beta Leo said.

“Give the Luna our best,” Gamma Luca said, grinning as I walked past him.

I took my black Bently back to the palace because I wanted to be the one to drive us this evening, instead of using my Gamma, Erik. When I returned to the palace, I was surprised to see a little red Porsche in the parking lot. I knew it belonged to Cara. She must have come over to hang out with Silver.

I immediately smelled Silver’s lavender and vanilla scent and my wolf grew excited with anticipation. Cara walked down the steps with a grin before I could race up the stairs to see my wife.

“Good evening, Alpha. Silver will be down in a moment,” she told me, bowing her head and bearing her neck in respect. “I think you will be quite pleased with her appearance.”

I was always pleased with Silver’s appearance but kept those words to myself.

Moments later, Silver walked down the steps with a small bag and a smile on her face. My heart nearly jumped into my throat when I saw her. She wore a silky black dress that rested at her thighs and the straps went around her neck, pushing up her breasts; the long V-neck showed off her incredible cleavage. Her legs were long and smooth; the dress left no mystery of what lay underneath, and I would have been furious that she was flaunting her body around for all to see if she wasn’t wearing her bathing suit underneath it. I could tell it was a black bikini that showed off her incredible body.

Silver chose to wear her brown hair down and it lay in waves around her shoulders and down her back. She wore a light layer of makeup, highlighting her best features. My heart hammered in my chest when I looked up at my beautiful wife as she walked down the grand staircase.

“Tada!” Cara said, waving her hands at Silver. “I think I’ve outdone myself.”

“I’d say,” I found myself whispering once Silver reached the bottom step. She wore heels that really made her legs look wonderful and complimented the rest of her outfit. The heels were big, but I still towered over her.

“Do I look okay?” Silver asked after a beat of silence; I could tell she was nervous by the way she asked that question and the way she was biting her bottom lip nervously.

“You look incredible,” I whispered; I was unable to believe that this was the woman I was married to and the woman I almost lost. I wanted to pull her into my arms and rip her clothes off right then and there, but I refrained from doing so.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” she said, eyeing my suit with the look of hunger in her eyes.

I smirked; I had a feeling we were both thinking the same thing and from the smell of desires wafting in the air, I knew I was right.

I grabbed onto her bag with one hand and offered her my other hand. She took it without hesitation but then frowned before we walked to the door.

“Don’t you need to pack a bag?” She asked.

“I already packed, and everything is in the trunk of my Bently,” I answered.

She looked surprised but then it morphed into a pleased smile.

“Have fun, you two,” Cara waved after us. “I’ll show myself out.”

Silver thanked her friend and waved as I brought her outside.

“You are driving us?” She asked, surprised.

“I wanted to spend as much alone time with you as possible,” I told her.

She looked pleased and I helped her into the passenger seat.

By the time we reached the Surfside Resort, it was 8 pm.

I’ve only been here a couple of times in the past and it was usually for family gatherings. We were a well-known family, and we had our own suite that we used when we wanted to get away. My sister used to use this suite more than I did, but not much anymore. When I called to book the room for the night and made a reservation at the restaurant, they were happy to oblige one of the richest family members in the world.

“Mr. Crown, it’s great to see you again,” the man at the front desk said, bowing his head in respect. This part of town was mainly made up of humans, so they didn’t know me as an Alpha here.

“Thank you, Mr. Connelly,” I replied. “This is my wife, Silver,” I introduced.

Mr. Connelly, the manager of the resort, took Silver’s hand and brought it to his lips. I had to bite back a growl; my wolf didn’t like another man touching Silver and I didn’t like it either.

“What a lovely woman you have here,” Mr. Connelly said, eyeing Silver like she was a piece of meat.

I grabbed Silver's hand and yanked it out of his reach, having had enough of their physical contact with one another.

Mr. Connelly seemed to have gotten the message loud and clear because he cleared his throat and smiled sheepishly.

“I apologize, Mr. and Mrs. Crown,” he said, clearing his throat as he went to his computer to type some information in. After a moment, he grabbed a couple of key cards and handed them to me. “These are your room keys. Your reservation for the restaurant is all set as well. I’ll have the bellboy bring your things to your room.”

“Thank you,” I said as I placed the bags on the ground next to the desk.

I offered Silver my arm and she took it without hesitation, it warmed my heart how willing she was to accompany me. I nodded my thanks to Mr. Connelly before guiding Silver to the 5-star restaurant across from the large hotel.

“He seems nice,” Silver said thoughtfully.

“Yes,” I muttered; then, I added in a growl, “And if he touches you again, I’ll rip his head off.”