*Alette POV*
Did I hear him correctly? I took a deep breath and sighed. I closed my eyes to fight back the tears, and started to take off my jacket. "Wait, I didn't mean here," he said. He handed me a long velvet robe and pointed to a dressing screen. "Behind there," he continued. I looked towards the ground and rushed behind the screen.
My whole body was shaking at that point. Think Alette, you are a smart cookie. With my anxiety wrecking havoc on my mind and body, I couldn't think. "Alaska, please tell me you are there," I called out to my wolf. "I'm here, Alette. Your anxiety is making me weak though. You need to find a way to calm down, so I can help you if we need to fight off an attacker. I don't trust these men, I can't fight them if I'm even too weak to shift," she explained.
