Elena had given her word to Elder Raphael Farrington. No messages, visits or whispers to anyone in the Farrington's family, especially Dolphus. That promise held her tongue, even when fear clawed at her chest. That was why she hadn’t asked for his help.
But Bar. Brady still came.
Bar. Marcel's eyes darted between Elena and Brady, as if he could already smell the tie between her and Dolphus. He didn’t flinch, though. Instead, his eyes hardened, with his voice deep and cutting.
“Bar. Brady, guide Elena well. If this stirs the air too much and the bond between Elena and Dolphus is dragged into light, it may harm our Gamma.”
Brady's lips curved. “Bar. Marcel, you worry too much for our Gamma. Before Dolphus asked me to guard Elena, he said clearly... if I cannot bring the wolves who did th
