Elizabeth’s POV.
I sat in the garden, the soft rustling of leaves and the gentle gurgle of the fountain my only companions.
Connor had told me he'd be late due to a meeting with his father and some other pack members, but even knowing that, I'd come early.
Yes. It was better to wait for him here, surrounded by the soothing beauty of nature, than to be at home, where loneliness and the presence of Alpha Tyson weighed heavily on me.
As I played with the flowers and traced patterns in the water of the fountain, my mind wandered back to the events of the previous night.
Someone had tried to kill me, but who?
Sandra?
I mean… the Alpha’s ex seemed like the most obvious suspect. She'd never hidden her dislike towards me, and it was no secret she believed I had stolen her mate.
That
