When I returned to the room, I told Lewis that Riley wanted to go back to the town for a few days.
He was quiet for a moment, his expression unreadable. I could feel the shift in him through our bond, the way an Alpha senses something out of place in his territory.
"Elena," he said slowly, "we just got back a few days ago. I'm not trying to control you. But wouldn't it be better to wait until your mother-in-law is close to giving birth?"
His voice was calm, but there was tension underneath. He didn't like me leaving his sight. Not even for a short time.
"I said the same thing," I replied gently. "But Riley argued with Harlan. She doesn't want to see him right now. You know how she is. She doesn't have many friends. She depends on me."
That part wasn't a lie.
"But…" He frowned slightly, his instinct clearly resisting the idea.
