Annie felt her breath lock in her chest. She didn’t move away. She didn’t even blink.
For a heartbeat, their noses almost touched.
Then and right there Alpha stopped himself.
His jaw tightened—while he tried to control himself.
He pulled back slowly and deliberately as if he was fighting himself.
Annie blinked, confused, her stomach dropped most embarrassingly and dramatically.
Had she just leaned in to a man who didn’t kiss her?
Alpha cleared his throat—too quickly.
“Right,” he said, voice a little bit rough. “I...I need to prepare. For the witch hunt tonight… to uhmm save Adam.”
“Oh.”
She tried to sound unaffected, but her voice came out softer than she planned.
“Yeah. Of course. That’s… important.”
He glanced at her again, and for a second, he felt
