Olivia POV
How did it come to this? I asked my wolf.
My wolf had no answer.
I had gone into the garden to apologize to Elroy and to see if I could figure out what was going so wrong between us. He’d been like a stranger at dinner with his cold eyes. My very breath had seemed to irritate him.
I’d followed his scent and found Elroy in the garden talking to Emma, who was wearing almost Luna-like robes and staring at my mate with infuriating puppy eyes. The moon was shining, the flowers were delicately fragrant, and the stars were out: it was a fairytale setting, and I saw the way they were leaning toward each other, almost as though they were getting ready to kiss.
“It’s a lovely night,” I said as I approached them. Elroy turned calmly enough, but Emma flinched back as though I had caugh
