OLIVIA
"I'm Henry," the man standing in front of me says and I frown at the familiar sound of his name.
My mind takes me back to the fruit stall and I look up at the man, remembering clearly that he's the same man that I thought was watching me a few days before the war. The same man that Dillon told me was a spy he sent to the Crimson Eyes Pack.
"I know your name," I say. "You're the spy the alpha sent to a neighboring Pack, am I right?"
I notice his eyes widen when I say that.
"What more did he tell you?" he asks, smiling.
I shrug, "Nothing more. Just that."
"Alright," he says, the color in his face fading.
"Is there something I should know?" I ask, frowning for the hundredth time.
"No, maybe I shouldn't tell you just yet," he says, backing away from me.
I sigh, "Tell me what?
