I ended the call and turned my eyes toward Elias, who was standing in the living room staring at me with a puzzled expression, his travel bag still in his hand.
“Who’s Neil?” he asked again, more firmly this time.
“He’s the son of one of my father’s Alpha acquaintances,” I explained, my voice low.
“And doesn’t he think you’re dead?” Elias asked, clearly trying to piece everything together.
“No. Neil and his dad both know I’m still alive. My father tried to arrange a marriage between the two of us,” I told him.
“You were engaged to him?” Elias asked, his eyes briefly darkening to black before shifting back to their usual blue.
“I guess you could technically call it that. But I wouldn’t. It was more of a deal between our fathers. Neil was on board because it saved him the trouble of se
