Elena’s POV
I arched a brow at him, a little caught off guard by his words. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means,” he began, glancing at me briefly before turning back to the road, “you’re not spending the night at a motel. I’m taking you back to my house. You can stay there for the night, and by morning, you can figure out whatever it is you need to figure out.”
“What?” I blurted, sitting up straighter in my seat. “London, that’s not—”
“Don’t argue,” he interrupted, his tone firm but not unkind. “A motel isn’t safe, and it’s no place for someone like you to be in...”
Someone like me? His voice trailed off before he could finish his sentence, but I knew what he meant. Especially since I was the Luna of a prestigious pack, married to one of the richest Alphas in town. But if only
