Anna's POV
Alpha Dylan barks out a laugh. "You’re joking, right?" he says between chuckles.
I smile, mirroring his amusement. "Of course I’m joking," I reply smoothly, saying exactly what he wants to hear. Who would ever think that wolfless, small Anna could kill six grown men just by breathing into the air?
"Do you know what happened to those men?" Dylan asks, his laughter fading.
I tilt my head innocently. "What men are you talking about?" I ask, pretending not to know.
"The men who kidnapped you," he says, watching me closely. "Do you happen to know their whereabouts?"
"I was never kidnapped. What are you talking about?" I reply, keeping my tone even.
"Anna, please. Don’t treat me like everyone else," he says, his voice growing firmer. "I remember that day like it was yesterday.
