Elena’s POV.
I stood aside as the guards carefully conveyed my things to the palace. It only consisted of my clothes and few personal belongings, everything else was to be provided at the Palace.
I certainly wasn’t happy about moving into the palace, neither was I sad about it. It was a lot to take in and I was trying hard to stay in line with my feelings.
Killian wasn’t present as he had urgent pack activity to run. But knowing Killian, he’ll be here within the twinkle of an eye.
“Thank you, I’ll join you at the palace shortly,” I retorted as the last guard walked out of the door.
Slamming the door shut, I leaned on it, my eyes squeezed shut as I heaved out a deep sigh. This is proving to be a lot messier than I thought. I mean instead of killing Killian as I initially planned, I was getting uncontrollably attached to him the more.
Now I was moving into the palace where he would be all over me every second, how do I carry on with my plans to save my kids?
I felt a pang of guilt hit me across the heart as the faces of my children flashed through my mind, they were suffering for a crime they knew nothing about and here I am, putting my emotions first, ahead of them. I couldn’t shake off the little voice at the back of my head, whispering how much of a terrible mother I was.
I can’t keep letting this happen, there has to be something I could do.
There was only one idea running through my head and Killian is the solution to that. I mean if I am going to spare his life, he is in turn going to return the favor in a way.
The plan was to push Killian to go after Aragorn and take his life, he was capable of that, and that way, he could rescue my kids. All I needed to do was to convince him that Aragorn was after him, of course, I couldn’t come entirely clean and let him know that I was the weapon Aragon was using to strike at him but I needed to figure out a way to turn him against Aragorn.
But then at the same time, I couldn’t help but think twice about it, Aragorn seemed like a corny man. What if he already thought of that and therefore devised a means to take the life of my kids even if he gets killed?
A drop of tear rolled down my cheek as different thoughts haunted my head.
“Why shed tears babydoll?” I quickly flickered my eyes open as I heard the unmistakable voice of Darius.
How exactly does he keep sneaking in without getting caught?
“Darius, what are you doing here? How did you even get in?” I was resisting the urge to raise my voice at him.
It aggravated me the more watching him smile sheepishly and drew closer to me. “Relax, no one saw me, the few people that did are no more alive,” he winked.
“What? You killed them?” I couldn’t help it anymore, I was beginning to yell now.
“I didn’t mean to, but they already saw my face, I couldn’t risk it,” he replied.
I exhaled a ragged breath, my teeth clutching to my lower lip, and bit steadily, in a bid to bottle in my anger.
“Dead wolves were found at the pack boundary a few days ago, was that you?” I fixed my gaze intently at him as if trying to magically pull out the answer from him.
He shrugged nonchalantly. “Again, I didn’t mean to, but they saw my face.”
“For fuck sake Darius!” My hands ran through my hair, ruffling it frustratedly. “You can’t go about killing innocent people.”
“Why are you concerned about them? They all collectively hurt you, they deserve more,” he retorted.
“They hurt me, I know it, but this isn’t about them, it has absolutely nothing to do with them, this is about me, it’s about Killian and also about my kids, killing innocent people won’t solve the problem!” I tried not to raise my voice higher than it was already.
I couldn’t believe he was the one causing the havoc that we all kept heaving on Aragorn.
He sighed, looking away in obvious guilt. “Fine, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that, I’ll be more careful next time.” He shrugged.
“That’s the problem, there shouldn’t be a next time Darius, I don’t need you to be careful, I need you to stay away completely and let me handle this,” I snapped.
“Yeah, you are right, that’s the problem, I can’t stay away Elena, how do I relax back knowing that your life is in danger? And our kids are in the hands of a dangerous man, I can’t fucking close my eyes for a second!” He lamented, his face laced with so much tender emotion that I felt my heart soften immediately.
I suddenly realized that he was only genuinely worried about me, he was putting all the effort to see me pass through this phase as soon as possible. Darius really doesn’t deserve this.
“It is freaking annoying Elena, watching the people you love going through shit without being able to help, it’s draining the hell out of…”
I quickly threw my arms around him and pulled him into a hug.
“I appreciate all that you are doing for my sake Darius, and I’m sorry for yelling,” I mumbled.
We pulled away and he looked around. “Why does everywhere look empty?” He asked.
“Oh Uhm… Killian is moving me to the palace,” I replied.
I watched as anger flickered through his eyes. “I told you he is playing a game, that fucker wants you back,” he gritted angrily.
Oh, here we go.
“Darius, it’s okay, I have it under control.” I tried to calm him down.
“No, I don’t think I can take that anymore,” he gritted, pacing around the room.
Almost immediately, a soft knock came on the door, followed by Killian’s voice calling out to me.