Killian POV
The estate was starting to feel like a cage for all of us. After the stunt Alaric pulled at the university, I knew I needed to get Elena out into my world. Not the world of finance or jewelry stores, but the world where I could actually breathe.
"We’re going to The Den," I said as we all piled into the large black SUV.
"The biker bar?" Elena asked, looking a bit nervous. She was wearing a simple pair of jeans and a dark shirt, her hair pulled back. The diamonds Silas bought her were tucked under her collar, but I knew they were there.
"It’s not just a bar, sweetheart," I said, starting the engine. "It’s my clubhouse. My men are there. It’s loud, it’s messy, and it’s exactly what we need."
As I drove, the city lights began to fade behind us, replaced by the industrial ed
