Chapter 25: Dangerous Games (Elara's POV)
The Silver Moon Tavern hummed with activity as I pushed open the heavy wooden door. The scent of alcohol and wolf pheromones hung thick in the air. I spotted Marcus immediately, his broad shoulders hunched over a corner table, amber eyes flashing with barely contained anger when he saw me.
Samuel and Ethan trailed behind me, their nervousness evident in their quick steps.
"You're late," Marcus growled as we approached.
I slid into the booth across from him. "Traffic."
His nostrils flared. "Don't lie to me, Elara. I can smell the anxiety on all three of you."
Ethan shifted uncomfortably beside me. "I'll get drinks," he mumbled, escaping to the bar.
I met Marcus's glare head-on. "I should have told you about Daniel."
"Damn right you s
