Anne’s POV
I lived most of my days that week in fear, pondering on what Troy said. Each day that past, I was filled with gratitude that my life did not meet an end, but when I think of the next day, my heart would be filled with so much fear of what it might entail.
I had not seen since that time. I did report to Chris’ pack occasionally, but after telling him I was not comfortable working for Troy, he assigned me to his Gamma_ Kingsley. He was way better than Troy. I would not say he was nice. He rarely even spoke to me. I bet if he saw me outside, he would not know I was his personal maids.
I tried my possible best to avoid Troy, and not only him, but Clare too. Since they were walking together, there was a high chance he must have told her that I knew of their plans. If she laid her
