“May I have a go next?” Elliott was leaned up against one of the columns bordering the training ground. Per usual, completely silent and appearing out of nowhere.
“If you think you’re game. But I have a few questions for you first.” I retorted, catching his sly grin. He motioned for me to continue. He had a regal sense about him, which was impressive and annoying at times. “I have the letter for you, but how are we supposed to deliver it without causing suspicion at your involvement?”
I could tell he hadn’t thought that far either.
“Maybe Alina?” Thatcher suggested.
“I don’t know of any spells to transport items…” Elliot answered.
“Could a messenger deliver it?” Ryker offered.
“Maybe, but wouldn’t that cause suspicion as well? A messenger going against the Alpha’s wishes for a wou
