Chapter 0189
I was pushed into the bedroom and then I felt a cold, silver, handcuff wrap around my wrist. I winced at the burning sensation because silver still hurt even though I didn't have a wolf. He latched the other end of the handcuff on the bedpost, forcing me to stick to the bed. "Please don't do this," I pleaded, tears burning in my eyes.
"You should have thought about that before you betrayed me," Scott said, shaking his head with disgust on his face. He turned to the rogue. "Leave us."
The rogue nodded and gave me one last hateful look before dispersing from the room and shutting the door behind him. Scott stared at me, his eyes still dark and his mouth still sealed. I hated not knowing what was going on in his mind. I knew he wasn't going to kill me right now because he needed me in order for tomorrow to be successful. He needed my power. So, what was he planning on doing with me?
"We could have had a good thing," he murmured, shaking his head at me. "We could have been a team and yet you decided to go against me."
"I'm sorry," I whispered, staring at the ground, my cheeks burning.
"Are you sorry for betraying me, or sorry that you got caught?" He asked, his words coming out bitter.
When I didn't reply, he scoffed.
"That's what I thought," he muttered. "It's because of that damn mark on your neck. Once your precious husband is dead, your mark will disappear, and you can find a new and better husband. You don't need him, Silver. When will you get that through your head? He killed our parents!"
"His father killed our parents," I retorted sharply. "And you already killed him. Elliot was only a boy at the time, Scott. He did nothing wrong."
Scott rolled his eyes.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree," he muttered.
"But sometimes it can roll away," I said without hesitation.
He shook his head and stared at me like I had just grown another head.
"I'm disappointed in you, Silver. Our parents would be disappointed too. We are after revenge for them. We are taking back what should be ours." "Our father was the Beta; we would have never had leadership over these packs," I told him.
He let out a dry laugh.
"Our father would have wanted so much for us... including leadership of all these packs."
"You don't know that..."
"Elliot and his family destroyed our lives; the least we deserve is leadership!" He growled, his eyes blazing yellow as his wolf surged forward.
I flinched and clamped my mouth shut, not wanting to say anything that would set him off.
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Get some rest because tomorrow is going to be a long day for you," he muttered just before he left the room, slamming the door shut in the process.
I let out a breath I hadn't known I
was holding until just now. My entire
body shuddered against the bed.
The way my arm was twisted and the position it was handcuffed in, I doubted I'd be able to find a
comfortable spot on the bed, but I
tried.
I was too far away from Elliot to mindlink him and tell him that not only was he in danger, but so was I.
I just hoped that he knew to be careful tomorrow.
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Elliot's POV
Something was wrong. I could feel it. Silver went from feeling upset to feeling nothing at all. I couldn't channel her emotions and because she was too far away, I couldn't mindink her to find out what exactly was wrong.
I spent the entire night trying to sleep, but I only tossed and turned.
"You look like you haven't slept," Charlotte said as soon as I walked into the kitchen.
"I haven't," I murmured. "I can't help but think something happened with Silver last night. I think she might be in trouble."
She frowned and I could tell there was something she wasn't saying.
"Did you have a vision?" I asked her.
She bit her lip and refused to look me in the eyes.
"Char?" I urged. "Tell me what you saw."
She sighed and then finally looked up to meet my eyes.
"You died," she whispered. "I saw you dying Scott is going to use the dagger on you, and you aren't going to make it, Elliot. I'm not sure what happened last night... but whatever it was... it cost you your life."