Christian could understand why his wife didn't want to talk about things if she was keeping this big a secret from him. Especially since she knew he disliked Nox. He was confused and hurt but if he was right, he had to know.
He looked directly at the woman he suspected was his wife. He needed to test his theory. The best way he could think of was by calling her name.
"Avery."
Nox was on her feet in an instant, ready to bolt, but he reached out and grabbed her wrist. That was all the confirmation he needed even as she actively denied it. "I don't know any Avery. I have to go."
"Avery West-Slater, look at me!" he demanded. "I have questions and you better answer them but I'm not going to leave you. Do you understand?"