THIRD PERSON POV
"You are here," the voice belonging to Kaelen stated, noticing Anya with Chase. He had been expecting Chase's presence due to the news spreading across the pack—even the guards gossiped—but he hadn't expected Anya to be with him.
"Yes, I'm right here," Anya replied casually, folding her arms beneath her bosom, making her breasts rise slightly.
Chase saw it, and the frown on his face indicated his disapproval of her posture. Sneakily, he disentangled her arms from beneath her breasts. Anya looked at him, and without words exchanged, she knew what was wrong and scoffed.
"Who knew about Anya?" Chase asked without further ado, his voice clipped. Kaelen tried to feign ignorance of what he was referring to.
"What are you talking about? If I'm correct, the people in the pack
