Annie's POV:
"Annie?" He frowned. "What are you doing here?"
His voice was quiet. The question hit me like a physical blow.
He'd asked my name. He remembered it. The Alpha who'd stared at me like a stranger in the hallway — who'd asked "Are you new?" like I was a piece of furniture Elena had bought — had followed me here and spoken my name.
My mind scrambled for an answer. I was standing outside his mate's cottage with my ear pressed to the door. Anything I said would sound like a lie. But I couldn't tell him the truth. I couldn't tell him his wife was planning to kill me.
"I was looking for Luna Elena," I said. My voice came out steadier than I felt. "I had a question about my duties."
He didn't move. Didn't release my shoulders. His dark gray eyes searched my face, and I could feel
