Third person POV


    Thest few years in Silverfang had been chaotic. Many people were left feeling unsteady.


    First, Felicity''s behavior had shaken the pack''s faith in their Alpha''s decision- making. Then came the attack on Ellie, the revtions about where she had been for nearly a year, and Felicity''s role in it all. Her banishment, the announcement that the King was stepping down, and now this attack at the border – it was all too much for anyone to cope with calmly.


    Nn had done his best, but his own personal turmoil made it difficult for him to manage his public persona as carefully as he probably should have.


    Ever since her return to Silver Fang, Ellie had gained a clear understanding of what it was like to live under that same scrutiny.


    When she and Nn had first been married, it quickly became clear that she wouldn''t be taking a direct role in running the pack, and so the initial waves of public curiosity had mostly died down. This was reinforced by theck of respect shemanded among the upper echelons of Silver Fang society.


    She had kept up appearances, of course, attending important events with Nn, but Ellie didn''t host charity gs or religious ceremonies like many Lunas did, and so the public had never formed strong opinions about


    her.


    That all changed after her return from Moonstone. The rumors about her being a messenger of the Goddess had created a sort of fervor around Ellie that she didn''t really know how to handle.


    Coupled with the weight of the secrets she was keeping, thesest couple of months back in Silver Fang had


    taken a toll on her.


    Thistest attack only reinforced Nn''s concern for her safety. Ellie was grateful that he had been so transparent with her about the situation. The same night he confirmed Felicity''s connection to the attack, he had told Ellie everything.


    That was part of the reason she didn''t mind being cooped up in the packhouse at least temporarily.


    It would be a problem soon, though. The increased security made it impossible for her to sneak away to see the boys, and it didn''t take long before she felt desperate being apart from them.


    The thought of asking Cassian to sneak the boys into the packhouse had even crossed her mind, but she knew it was impossible.


    For now, she was content to stay inside with Lance and Rae forpany. At least they gave her an excuse not to see Kieran in person.


    He certainly didn''t take no for an answer, and he seemed more determined than ever to win her over. The gifts, flowers, and choctes delivered to the packhouse daily were proof of that - he had even started writing her


    love letters.


    They were ttering, if she was honest with herself. Sweet in a way she had never experienced before. Nn wasn''t exactly the romantic type, and their marriage had always been one of convenience and political necessity.


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    part of her liked it. The attention, the praise, it


    Being courted like this was new to Ellie, and she had to admit was ttering, even if she was annoyed by how persistent Kieran was, knowing full well that it would cause issues between her and Nn.


    Then again, that was probably part of his motivation, and she couldn''t even really me him for that.


    "Wine," Lance said, making a face. "He sent you wine this time?"


    "It looks expensive,” Ellie replied, holding the bottle up and spinning it slowly to read thebel.


    "Of course it is. He''s trying to impress you," Lance said dismissively. "He must be getting desperate if he thinks a price tag is going to win you over. You''ve never been that shallow."


    “That''s true,” Ellie said with a faint smile, “but I''ve never been gifted a fancy bottle of wine before either."


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