Chapter 117

Elliot's POV

I ate, making sure to put more than half the food on a plate for Lizzy’s wolf, and then took a quick shower with the wolf sitting just outside, watching me. Wrapping my mind around everything was slow-going, but it did get easier as the night went on.

The most difficult thing about the whole situation was not being able to talk to Lizzy. Not being able to ask her how she felt about the situation, or what she wanted me to do about it. Especially considering her toddler was involved. If I fucked up with him, there would be no forgiveness. Messing with a wolf’s baby was a sure way to get your throat ripped out—as her ex could attest, had he been there.

But he wasn’t.

I was.

And… she was mine.

They were mine.

I just had to prove myself worthy of that.

Considering I wasn’t sure I was worthy, that would be a challenge. But I’d sure as hell do my damned best.

After my shower, I finally gave my wolf the control he’d been wre