Fifty Six.

Alpha Elijah’s POV

It was almost a week to the day when I received the news that Aria was awake. I had taken my anger out on the pack numerous times as I waited to find out if she had survived or not. Every little thing annoyed me as I tried to come up with a plan that would get her out of the Fae world but every scenario ends up with one of us dead.

Simon leans against the fridge as he stared at me, that look on his face of ‘I told you so’.

"Spit it out Simon!"

“You should have told her.”

“Thanks for that bit of information. Do you not think that I considered that? I can't change what has happened!”

“Come on Elijah, it's the same as hiding the truth of who she is. You can’t expect everything to work in your favour and hiding stuff to do with the Fae, well, thats really fucked up. It was only going to be a matter of time”

“Am I a bad Alpha? Do you have a problem with how I run things?” It was a test, he would always answer me truthfully and right now I needed to know what he and ever