Emma's pov
"Are you sure it's Milena Golden from the Lone Mountain Pack?" Matthew asks Gaya for the fifth time, and the young cook nods her head.
"Yes, Alpha Matthew. Milena Golden, omega of my former wolf pack, I'm sure of it," Gaya confirms with a firmer voice.
"Emma, come with me. Let's input the information into the database and then cross-reference it with the image bank," Matthew orders, his voice growing deeper as he assumes more of his alpha role. "Gaya, if I need more information, I'll call for you, understood?"
Gaya nods and, along with Thalia, moves away from Matthew's presence, leaving me alone with him. My heart races in my chest; I grip the pendant necklace tightly in my hand, so tight that my nails pierce the skin on my palm. information, I'll call for you, understood?"
