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Another thing Denzel is right about, or at least something that makes sense after what he said. Her mouth twists. She was hoping not to think about that stuff for a few minutes.
Straightening, Elara looks around. She can’t even touch a pretty flower without something weird happening. Is this what her life will be like? Confusing. Scary. A secret from everyone she cares about.
She’s about to turn and go back inside when something catches her eye. Slowly turning, she narrows her eyes, registering how well she can see in the pale darkness. Something moved across the walkway that passes the back of their house. Eyes flash in the night.
Kade!
He’s still watching her!
Elara jogs to the steps down from the porch, getting to the back gate as quickly as she can without waking anyone. Except by the time she gets there, Kade is gone. Just like all the other times. She looks one way down the path, then the other. There’s no figure jogging away. No movement at all.
Elara almost stomps her foot in frustration. How does he keep disappearing like that? He's always there one minute and then gone the next. It shouldn’t be possible…unless he’s a wolf like Denzel.
She rubs her upper arms even though she’s not cold. Maybe she imagined it, another trick her mind is playing on her. Maybe she wanted him to be there. So he could be the one to answer her questions, instead of Denzel.
Shaking her head, Elara makes her way back up the steps of the porch, making sure she doesn’t brush any of the pretty flowers. Even if Kade knows something, he’s been seriously unhelpful by refusing to tell her anything. Denzel has been far more forthcoming with information.
Not to mention he hasn’t been nearly as suspicious.
Kade turned up the night she was attacked. He took her to the hospital, making that weird phone call as she was taken away, saying something was beginning. What was beginning? Then there’s the following her. He won’t stay away, but he also won’t get close.
Elara stops halfway up the stairs to her room as another thought strikes her. Do Kade and Denzel know each other? Are they working together? Does Kade know about the danger that Denzel is talking about, or is he the rogue wolf? Her stomach somersaults as another thought pierces her mind.
One of them must have been the one that turned her; it's the only thing that makes any sense.
In her room, Elara quietly closes the door. Her jeans are hanging over her desk chair when she left them. With determined movements, she pulls out Denzel’s card then grabs her phone from the nightstand. She’s tired of questions with no answers. And the only way that she's going to get any answers is if she joins Denzel’s pack.
Kade certainly hasn’t turned up on her doorstep, offering to help.
She dials quickly, not bothering to hear Denzel’s voice when he picks up. “I’m in.”
If that’s what it takes to get some answers, then so be it.
She’ll do what she has to.
17
Elara
As if making the decision to join Denzel’s pack is enough to ease her mind, Elara’s finally able to sleep. She dreams of blue eyes that are always out of reach, no matter how hard or fast she runs toward them.
She wakes up feeling edgy and frustrated, but at least she wasn’t tossing and turning all night. It means she’s up, showered and dressed quickly, and out the door before her parents can ask too many questions.
How are you this morning, Elara?
Sleep well?
Any plans today?
All questions she can’t answer honestly, which means she’d rather not answer them all.
Plus, she wants to check on Laith.
Now that she knows she's a wolf, she's terrified that she might have been the one to attack him. As much as she’d like to think she’d never hurt someone like that, especially after the same thing turned her life upside down, the chances the attack was a regular wolf are almost impossible; the timing is too closeto be a coincidence. Until she knows the truth, she needs to make sure Laith’s okay.
The sense of responsibility is overwhelming.
Jordyn and Kira are in Laith’s room when she arrives, and Elara hides her surprise. Jordyn smiles at her as she says hello, and so does Kira, but for some reason, Kira’s feels forced. As if she’s not exactly happy to find that Elara’s here. Telling herself she’s getting paranoid, Elara offers them all a smile as she enters the room, watching Laith wince as he pulls on his jacket.
