I’ve been keeping to my room since my failed escape. The guys haven’t said anything about it, which is almost worse than if they’d confronted me. They just carry on as if nothing happened. Archer still offers to walk me places. Elias still cracks jokes at breakfast. Silas still leaves rocks for me. And I still can’t look any of them in the eye without feeling like the world’s biggest fraud.
The guys are out when a noise at the front of the cabin makes me pause. The distinct click of the door opening, then closing. Footsteps. Light, careful, not belonging to any of the alphas.
I slide off the bed, my wolf instantly alert. After the village, every unfamiliar sound sets my nerves on edge. I pad to my bedroom door and crack it open.
Pam.
She’s moving around the kitchen, unloading items from a canvas bag onto the counter. I watch her put groceries away like she owns the place.
I step into the hallway. “What are you doing?”
She startles, hand flying to her chest. “Jesus. Don’t sneak up on people like that.”
“Don’t let yourself into other people’s homes,” I counter.
Her eyebrows rise. “It’s not exactly breaking and entering when I have a key, and it’s my job to stock the alphas’ cabin.”
I lean against the doorframe, watching her unload. “Is that what you are? The errand girl?”
Her jaw tightens. “I’m the pack’s supply coordinator. I make sure everyone has what they need.”
“How thoughtful.”
She reaches into the bag and pulls out a Diet Coke. Then another. And another. Six in total.
“Darius said to bring extra,” she says, not looking at me. “Specifically for you.”
“Where is he, anyway?”
“Around.”
I snort. “Great. Very informative.”
She continues unpacking, but her movements have slowed. I can feel her eyes flicking to me when she thinks I’m not looking.
“Are you okay?” she asks with fake sympathy.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You seemed upset in the village the other day.”
There it is. I knew she’d been watching me. “I’m fine.”
“Really? Because you looked like you’d seen someone you knew.”
I cross my arms. “Maybe I just hate crowds.”
“Or maybe you recognized someone.” Her eyes meet mine. “That alpha you were staring at. You knew him, didn’t you?”
“What alpha?”
“Don’t play dumb.”
I force a shrug. “Never seen him before.”
“Funny. Because he seemedreallyinterested in you.”
I can feel my scent changing, betraying me. “Why do you care?”