The shiver I felt when I made it to my room was not the weather. It was the emotions I felt behind the closed door. I opened the door and saw Elion standing near my walk-in closet."Why were you speaking to Bethany?"Elion didn't look at me. He kept his gaze towards my cupboard."I wanted to confront her, and I wanted to see her." Elion sighed. He turned to me, and I saw the sadness in his eyes. "I listened to your conversation,I am sorry. When Bethany asked about the knife,I knew where to look." Elion held the slender knife with Elanor's blood dried to it in the palm of his hands. I was silent. Was she still trying to frame me?
Elion wrapped the knife in a white piece of cloth, and he placed it on the table. "My love, I know you didn't kill her, You and your wolf can relax."He walked over
