#Chapter 93: Escape

Olivia POV Refusing to follow behind Elroy like a naughty child, I swept out of the room ahead of him, though I took care to dismiss Jordan gently. She, like most of the wolves in the room who didn’t fight, looked shaken but still present in the moment. I trusted they could all take care of themselves while Elroy and I talked. We ended up in a side room I didn’t even recognize, some antechamber for people who wanted a break from dancing, I supposed. I turned around. Looking into my husband’s furious eyes, I was glad of the blood wood dress I was wearing. I called on the Moon Goddess to bless me with strength. “So, you have a brother, I mean, another one besides Astor.” His brow drew down dangerously. “As evidently you knew already.” It was not unlike being punched in the stomach. “You’re going to believe that murdering Rogue instead of me?” He looked ready to argue but then turned away. I got the impression he wanted to punch his fist through a wall. “I thought he was