FREYA
The burn on my mark cools down and Max stands slowly, turning to face Eli the way you turn to face a wall of weather you have been watching come in for an hour.
"Alpha."
Eli's expression goes impassive, looking from me to Max as if he is trying to figure something out. I remember this same look on his face when Max had defended me earlier today as well.
I do not want to think this is what I think it is because it is just not possible.
“Did you finish the reroutes with Dexter already?”
"Dexter is on it. We needed some new blades," Max replies, looking past Eli to the stack of knives in the far end.
Eli nods in understanding but something about his gaze looks conflicted as he looks my way again, “then my wife and I shouldn’t get in your way.”
He gives way as he speaks and Max b
