#Chapter 165: The Confession

Elijah The honeymoon phase of our wedding ceremony had me walking on clouds for days. Every morning I woke up next to Agnes, her body warm against mine, her scent mingling with the sheets. Every night I fell asleep with her in my arms, sated from lovemaking and our hearts full. Even Thea had noticed the change, and she was happier, too. We all were. But the day before we were supposed to leave for our vacation, reality came crashing back when James knocked on my office door with a grim expression. “She’s refusing to eat.” I sighed, setting down the paperwork I’d been halfheartedly reviewing. “Hunger strike?” James nodded. “She says she’ll only speak to you.” Of course she would. Even in captivity, Olivia was finding ways to manipulate the situation. To manipulate me. By the time I made my way down to the pack’s holding cells, my mood had darkened considerably. The facility was in the basement of the main pack building, a series of reinfo