#Chapter 118: Homecoming

Olivia POV As we entered the palace, I turned to Elroy intending to herd him to bed, but I gave me a stern look before leading me toward a suite of rooms I had never been to before. When I saw their occupant, however, I felt foolish. Of course, we would come here first. “Sam,” Elroy said as he strode into the main room and grasped his Beta’s hand firmly. Sam looked healthy and whole, and I felt my heart warm at the sight. But even more, as they stood there before the lit fire looking at each other in mutual pleasure, I could sense a shift in their relationship, an openness that Elroy had never allowed before. I was glad. Sam’s rare band of loyalty deserved a reward. We ended up sitting together drinking coffee and eating sandwiches of cold beef while Elroy and Sam discussed the aftermath of the battle and Elroy’s desire to erect a monument to observe the fallen. “You really think it’s a good idea to honor the Rogue and our own troops with the same memorial?” Sam questioned.