ANNE’S POV
I was sitting on the counter in the kitchen, keeping Lydia company and helping with things that I could. I blushed whenever I remembered what transpired between Cam and I in this same space weeks ago.
To think that it has been almost a month now and the memory was still fresh in my mind.
"Anne, are you okay?" Lydia asked, with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"What?! No, nothing is wrong?" I said as I tried to get myself together.
"You sure? Your whole face looks so red." She was teasing me. I just knew it.
"Lydia stop it." I squirmed in the stool I was sitting on causing her to laugh softly.
"Or did you get any action from the Alphas?" She chirped in, winking her eyes mischievously.
"Lydia!" I exclaimed, giggling a little.
When I informed her that I was mated to the
