#Chapter 92 Searching for the Dagger
Silver’s POV
I wished I could contact Elliot and let him know of Scott’s plans for tomorrow. Elliot and the others had a pretty good idea about what was going on, but I don’t think they understood the extent of it. The battle between packs was only meant to be a distraction; the real danger was Scott and that dagger. He was planning on using it against Elliot.
This meant that getting my hands on that dagger was going to be harder than I thought. There was no way he would allow it to be unoccupied for long, which meant I would need to figure something out.
“I’m going to head to bed,” Scott said as he stretched. He stood up from the couch and yawned in the process.
We spent some time getting to know one another. He told me of his adventures growing up with his adoptive mother and how he came to know that he had a sister out there. When he found out the truth about where we came from and the prophecy, he just knew I wasn’t dead.
Once he discovered that I was alive and where I

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