Elijah POV
“This really isn’t the best time for you to be taking off, Eli,” Jerome said, voice lowered. He cast anxious looks at the closed door, then back to me. “The pack is very on the fence about Ambrosia as their Luna. Some are all for it, but others are worried. And they’re talking- they’re all talking.”
“Let them,” I sighed, filing away the last of my paperwork. The drive from our little mountain in Vermont to New York, where the Aggrande Court was based, was only six and a half hours- we would leave tomorrow in the early morning to be there around lunchtime, get something to eat, then meet Beckett there. “It’s really just one weekend- and by the end of it, we might be able to free Ambrosia of her curse.”
Jerome settled into a chair, watching as I pushed files into place in my ca
