Chapter 50

Delaney

"Why do you always wear sweatpants and t-shirts?" Nyra asked, looking at the door that led to my closet.

"Elias is in a better position to answer that," I teased, hopping off the bed.

"I'm happy you guys are on good terms. It was beginning to take a toll on me. I mean, on this side, there is my best friend, and on the other is my mate, and both aren't talking to each other," she sighed, a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that. But if it ever comes to you making a choice, I would want you to choose Elias, no matter what." I opened the closet door, calling Nyra over.

Her eyes widened, sweeping over the short dresses, short shorts, the lingerie in different styles and colours, the revealing tops and an array of heels. "No fucking wonder," she whispered. "Tell me,