Alpha Anders waited for me to enter his office before closing the door behind us. I looked towards it, feeling all hope of making a run for it die inside me. I had given one last look to my friends before ending up alone with the man. He went around me and sat at his desk while I just stood there, looking everywhere but at his face. After a moment of silence, he asked for my attention.
"Beatriz."
My throat felt tight and dry and I nervously tried clearing it as I lifted my gaze. He was staring right at me calmly, way too calmly, his face wearing an unreadable expression. This was worse than the explosion of anger I was waiting for and I wished he would lash out at me instead of simply quietly inspecting me like that.
"I just wanted to help." My voice came out as a whisper, but it felt
