Chapter 93

• 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.