CHAPTER 66 You are Mine, Ann
The mere touch of his skin against hers soothed her like nothing else ever could, and she smiled softly, biting back the overwhelming despair that threatened to swallow her entirely.
"It's nothing important, my Alpha," she whispered mournfully, trying and failing to keep the tremor from her voice.
Adam frowned at her as his eyes searched her face desperately for any answers that might lie hidden there.
"I don't like it when you hide things from me, Ann. Why won't you tell me?"
"Because there's nothing to tell, Adam." She replied, swearing internally as she struggled to swallow her grief and get her emotions under control.
Ann sighed as she pulled away from him and sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest as she hung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Adam asked, the barest hint of panic in his voice.
Had he done something wrong? Was she leaving him already?
Ann chuckled as she turned and smiled over her shoulder at him.