Chapter 91

Silver’s POV

I instinctively reached up and touched the mark on my neck. I hadn’t thought about covering it up, but at that moment, I regretted that decision. I bit my lower lip and glanced at the ground. I could feel Scott’s eyes on me and my cheeks burned as I thought about what to say.

“Yeah,” I murmured. “It wasn’t in my control.”

His brows furrowed as he continued to burn his eyes into my face.

“What do you mean it wasn’t in your control?” He asked, folding his arms across his chest.

“He marked me without getting my permission,” I told him, shrugging casually. “It’s okay though…” I tried to add.

He scoffed and shook his head as he took me in.

“No, it’s not okay, Silver. This is exactly why that asshole needs to die. Someone like him and his father don’t deserve to live and by tomorrow night, his family will no longer exist.”

I had to swallow the bile that rose in my throat upon hearing his words. I was starting to feel sick to my stomach. I glanced at the ground again and nodded my head. I knew that being here and pretending to be a part of Scott’s circle was going to be major turmoil for me. But I still did it because my pack needs me; my mate needs me.

Scott grabbed my arm and pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly and rubbing my back soothingly. I knew he was trying to act like a big brother, but I just felt uncomfortable being this close to him. However, I remained still, not wanting to give him any reason to be suspicious of me.

“He will never hurt you again, Silver. You have my word. I will do everything I can to protect you. He won’t take anyone else in my life. That’s a promise.”

My entire body felt numb, and I wasn’t sure what to say in response, so I only nodded. He released me and looked at my face, giving me a broad smile.

“Come on, we should have dinner and then we can prepare for tomorrow,” he told me, pulling me along with him.

We walked past the front room and the stairs that led upstairs. I glanced up at the stairway as we walked; there were no lights on, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was on the second floor.

Perhaps it was his office?

Is that where the dagger would be? I needed to find that dagger if I was to defeat him once and for all. I’d like to stab him with it before he does something harmful to those I love. The thought of anything happening to Elliot left an unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach.

As we reached the kitchen, there were a few others piling food on their plates before leaving the room. Some of them spared me quick glances, but none of them said anything to me. I wondered what they were thinking.

I felt a bit out of place and uncomfortable. They were all rogues, and I had never been around this many of them before. I’ve only heard bad things about rogues; I was always told they were not the ones I should ever be around. Now, I stood in a kitchen full of them and I wasn’t really sure what to do about that.

My own brother was one of them for crying out loud.

“The food smells good,” Scott said to one of the cooks who gave him a polite smile.

“It’s your favorite,” she told him, “Chicken pot pie.”

My stomach growled at the mention of food. I wasn’t sure when I last ate and all I wanted right now was to dig my teeth into some of the pot pie.

I grabbed a plate and helped myself to some of the food. I waited for Scott to grab some food as well and then we walked together into the front living room, where it was mainly empty. A couple of the rogues were just leaving as we entered.

I sat at one of the tables on the far side of the room and Scott joined me.

“Whenever we accomplish our mission tomorrow night, you can choose whatever pack you want to take over. You also have the say on what we do with your ‘father’,” Scott said as he took a bite of his food.

I thought about my dad and how cruel he’s been to me my entire life. He grew even crueler when I turned 18 and failed to shift for the first time.

I grabbed my fork and stabbed a piece of chicken; I didn’t respond to him as I placed the chicken on my tongue and slowly chewed. The flavors burst in my mouth, and I could taste every piece of seasoning placed in the pie. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips.

This food was so good.

I closed my eyes and continued to eat, letting the flavors dance off my taste buds.

“Do you enjoy chicken pot pie?” Scott asked curiously.

I could tell he was trying to get to know me.

I nodded and cleared my throat as I swallowed the food.

“Yes,” I answered. “It’s always been a favorite dish of mine.”

“Mine too!” He nearly shouted. “I guess we have some stuff in common.”

I nodded and forced a smile as I took another bite of the pie.

“So, what exactly is the plan for tomorrow?” I asked him, needing to know for certain what he was actually planning to do.

He looked up at me and assessed my face for a moment; I tried to keep it as neutral as possible.

“We have to wait until midnight,” he explained. “That’s when the full moon rises to the highest point in the sky. That’s also when we are the strongest. I have a spell that’ll help us expand our abilities to every pack and cause all the wolves to go mad. We’ll be able to change the scents of every high-ranking wolf. They’ll be fighting each other in no time.”

He laughed as he said that last part, giving me a nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I swallowed the vomit that desperately wanted to spill out of my mouth. I grabbed a glass of water and took a long sip of it. As I put it down, I took a deep breath and leaned back in my seat.

“And what about Elliot?”

He scoffed at the mention of Elliot as he took another large bite of his food. He chewed thoughtfully for a long while before setting his fork down and wiping the corner of his lips with a napkin.

“Elliot is mine,” he said, his tone dark and unfamiliar.

I looked up at him, confused.

“What?” I asked.

“He took so much from me, and I won’t allow him to take any more. I promised my mother I would avenge her death and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. With everyone preoccupied with fighting each other, they won’t even notice me killing their precious Alpha.”

“And do you think Elliot won’t try to fight you?” I asked, raising my brows.

Elliot was incredibly strong, and I doubted someone like Scott could defeat him, even if Elliot didn’t have a backup.

Scott laughed, sending a chill down my spine.

“I have a secret weapon that’ll get rid of him quickly,” Scott murmured. “All it’ll take is a scratch.”

My heart fell deep into my stomach; was he talking about the same dagger that I came here to find?

“Does that upset you?” He asked, putting his hands on the table. “Are you capable of truly helping me, Silver? Or are you playing games?”

My eyes widened; I couldn’t let him be onto me. At least not yet.

“No, of course not,” I said quickly. “Trust me, Scott. I want to avenge both our parents and reclaim my life. I’m proud to be standing by your side while we restore what was rightfully ours to begin with.”

He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Perfect,” he said, reaching over and touching my arm gently. “That’s what I like to hear. We are going to be a great team.”

I nodded, but then another thought occurred to me.

“Tomorrow night, I might not be myself,” I admitted.

He furrowed his brows.

“What are you talking about?”

“I can’t control my powers, Scott. The night of the full moon, at midnight, I will be hardly coherent. I’m not sure how much help I’ll be.”

His smile widened.

“You don’t even need to be awake for tomorrow,” he told me. “All that matters is that you’re by my side. The rest is just details. Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll be there every step of the way. The question is… will you be there, Silver?”

I stared at him for a long while, the hopefulness and joy on his face made my heart squeeze. He was formed and developed to be this way. He wasn’t born a monster, but somewhere along the way, he turned into one.

I felt sick pretending to be on his side, but I had to do this. I needed to find that dagger so I could put an end to him once and for all.

I smiled at him and resumed eating my chicken pot pie.

“Yes,” I answered. “I’ll be there.”