Page 79 of Claimed By My Fiancé's Brother

She was referring to Dylan, who was currently off finalizing the official terms and signing the treaty with the Bloodfrost Pack. Alexander wasn’t with him, though.

Anastasia was also mysteriously absent.

Apparently, only the Goddess knew where my mate had wandered off to with hisfriend.

Not that it mattered to me.

Seraphina tapped my arm, her eyes searching mine questioningly, like she’d been trying to get my attention for some time.

“Eleanor, are you all right?”

“I’m fine.” I forced a smile I could barely feel. “I didn’t get much sleep last night.”

A mischievous grin made its way to Seraphina’s face.

“Was the party that good or…” She waggled her eyebrows. “Were you and Alexander?—”

My smile dropped.

“We don’t have that type of relationship,” I snapped, and Seraphina’s expression shifted to worry.

Her lips parted, but I never got to hear what she had to say because a female pack warrior walked up to us.

“Eleanor, the luna would like to see you.” Her gaze drifted to Seraphina and West. “Alone.”

I was immediately on guard.

The female pack warrior was disturbingly familiar.

Her name was Sona, and recently she’d been attached to Micah as a security detail, but I remembered her from earlier than that. She’d been one of the pack warriors who’d escorted me to see Micah under the guise that I’d been “summoned by the alpha” the day my heat commenced.

Seraphina stood by my side, taking a protective stance.

I placed my hand on her arm and shook my head.

“Seraphina, it’s fine.”

If Micah wanted to do something shady, she wouldn’t have summoned me so openly. She would have had her people get me while I was alone.

Either way, I was going in with wide-open eyes and an agenda. I could use this as an opportunity to confirm or refute my suspicions about Micah’s involvement in the rogue attack.

Micah was waiting on the balcony overlooking the courtyard when I arrived, her back to me.

“You came.” She turned to face me, her auburn hair aflame in the light of the sun, the wind tugging at her flowy white dress. “I wasn’t sure you would.”

Neither was I. Yet here I was.

“Why did you want to see me?” I asked.

Micah took one step toward me, then another, walking away from the balcony.

“You look good,” she said at last, her head tilted slightly to the side, “for someone who should’ve been ripped apart by rogues two nights ago.”

A chill swept through me.

Due to how quickly the issue had been cleaned up, no one knew about the rogue attack save Alexander, Dylan, Seraphina, West, and…whoever had been behind the attack.

I’d been right.

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