Elma POVp
I took a shaky step back, Cold sweat slid down my spine.
"I wasn't... I wasn't trying to escape," I stammered, hating how absolutely pathetic my voice sounded.
"I was only taking a walk. The banquet was entirely too crowded for me."
Xander threw his head back and laughed.
It wasn't a warm sound. It was a dark, humorless. For the first time since I had met this man, genuine fear flooded my veins. My wolf whimpered, pressing herself flat into the deepest corners of my mind.
"A walk," he repeated. He stalked toward me."In the middle of the neutral zone. Drenched in border patrol scent-masker. You really are a daft liar, Elma."
"How did you know?"
"You think your little friend is the only servant in my pack with eyes?" Xander sneered, stopping just inches from me. "Another
