Anna's POV:

"Allen. Did you meet with my father?"

The line crackles. Then his laugh comes through. Sharp. Mocking.

"Well, well. The whore finally calls back."

My jaw clenches. "Answer the question."

"Why? Worried I might tell people the truth about you?" His voice drips venom. "That you're spreading your legs for the Alpha? Playing mistress in his big house?"

"How did you find out where I work? Where I live?"

"You think that's hard?" He laughs again. ...