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Chapter 637

Chapter 637

Chapter 137 : The Silver Eyed Wolf

*Lena*

Elaine took a few steps forward, her jaw flexing as she swallowed.

“Lena, you and I need to talk–”

“Obviously!” I nearly shouted, rounding the table.

I passed Alma, who was standing in the doorway to the kitchen with two plates of chocolate cake, looking more annoyed than confused.

Gideon rose to his feet, glancing at Xander before he motioned for Alma to retreat into the kitchen.

Ianthe gave me a tight-lipped smile as she sidestepped around me and left the room, leaving Elaine and me alone.

Except for Xander, of course, who was standing on the other side of the dining room table looking just as shocked as I was.

“Elaine,” I breathed, my initial shock ebbing away into outright confusion. “What happened?”

Elaine sighed deeply, running her fingers along the top of the couch as she walked toward us. I noticed the faded bruising along her jaw, and the scar along the bridge of her nose as she came into the light of the chandelier above her head.

“I don’t know how to explain what happened to me,” she said, glancing from me to Xander.

“You need to try,” Xander said flatly, righting the chair he’d knocked over in his haste to stand up.

I sat in one of the armchairs, keeping my eyes focused on Elaine, unblinking.

“I heard the two of you met Andromeda,” she said in a whisper, her eyes sparkling with understanding. “I just missed you there. I’d just left–”

“Elaine,” Xander exhaled, tapping his fingers on the dining room table. “What happened? We need to know everything, from the beginning.

“You’re my friend’s twin–”

“I didn’t know about my sister until the war,” she breathed with a pained expression as she sat on the couch, running her hands over her jeans. “I didn’t know. I thought…. It sounds crazy, but I can’t remember a time I wasn’t in Crimson Creek. I was just here one day, and all of these memories I thought I had… of a family, of parents–” She tapered off, shaking her head.

when he wanted to collect a sample of the blood root. I thought… I thought Ben was in danger. He was screaming but not–not for

creeping over his face. “Who was he screaming for? I didn’t hear

looking right at me, I thought. He was walking toward us. I knew it wasn’t him when I saw his face clearly. It wasn’t him, but it was his voice. That’s when I told you we needed to get

back?” I asked, my skin

arms around my belly as if sheltering her, protecting

able to do, for whatever reason, even though I had no memories of my time before Crimson Creek. I was

“Elaine,” Xander said sharply.

hard. “I, uh. When I read your palm, I saw this place… wooded and just beautiful, a dream. I felt this pull toward it, and when I saw Ben in the hills, I felt that pull again. So, I went back out in the hills. I went to the same place I’d taken

chill ran down the length of my spine as Elaine folded

realm anymore. I

“Then what happened?”

the night. During the day we traveled far, across the realm, I am sure. We came to the water, that strange sea and

“You went to Andromeda–”

crook of her elbow, something that looked like a half moon scar. “I was born with it. It’s a witch’s mark. I am a shifter by

“You were raised there–”

now,” she said tearfully. “I was sent out, back to this realm, to spy. That was my purpose. I was sent out to guard over you, Lena. I went to Morhan looking for you. But then I was… I still don’t remember how I ended up in Crimson Creek. Those memories are blurry. But Maxwell did something to me, he

memories,” Xander interrupted. “Just

did. And when the witches caught wind of what was happening, they

tightening around a sob. She didn’t know, did she?

“But–”

here?” Xander asked, eyeing

that we knew her mate… it wasn’t

came back here. I got here a few days ago.” She looked meditative for a moment, her eye’s glistening with some recent memory. “I

go find

at me, his face void of expression. I chewed my lower lip as I rose, giving Elaine a weak smile. She looked somewhat fearful of being left alone with

“I’ll be back–”

hair on my arms stand on end. What did

the room, walking into the kitchen and closing the door behind me. I let out the breath I’d

you have any idea where Oliver might be?”

dish back in the sink, her face

Dianny; that’s all we

***

*Xander*

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