Ella POV
I smiled. People liked it when I smiled.
“So, you’re Agent Travis,” I said. “I’ve heard so much about you from Zane.”
He smiled back, but I could tell his heart wasn’t in it. He was quite attractive, for a beta, and he smelled newly mated. Zane sat beside him quietly.
“And you’re Ella, the face that launched a thousand ads.”
I laughed. It was a quote from an interview I did years ago that still showed up online as a meme.
“And how may I help you today, Agent Travis?”
His expression continued to be pleasant, but I could see his eyes looking around my apartment. I supposed he was looking for clues to my personality, but I’d had the whole thing done by a professional, so the best he could hope for was knowing I liked to keep things uncluttered.
I did have a favorite painting
