Elliot would have to offer a fortune in tribute if Anastasia wanted the gossip buried, but I didn't think there was any reason to waste pack resources silencing a story that was already spreading through every territory.
So I simply shrugged and let it go.
At least the wolves behind the camera had managed to catch my best angle. I hated to admit it, but their hunting instincts were impressive.
"You're really not going to fight it?" Elliot's deep voice rumbled behind me as his arms slid around my waist. His warm scent wrapped around me instantly, rich with Alpha dominance and satisfaction. "Does this mean you've finally acknowledged me as your mate?"
Heat rushed into my face.
If I denied our connection now, the entire pack would tear me apart with their whispers. They would call me a temptress who played with an Alpha's bond for attention before discarding him once she got what she wanted.
