“I’m coming,” I called. I tucked the books away together on a shelf and opened the library door.
A warrior stood outside, a different one from the one who had escorted me hours before. “The Alpha is looking for you,” the new warrior said.
“Oh, of course, I lost track of time.” I smiled sheepishly, brushing off my skirts.
The warrior seemed nervous, looking around and fidgeting even though he stood straight. He motioned for me to leave and shut the door behind me.
I followed him, but he took me a backward way, I assumed he was under orders to have me not seen.
Alpha Raymond stood outside the main doors; he looked surprised to see me.
“Alpha,” I said, bowing my head.
“Where have you been?” he demanded, glancing at the warrior.
“The library.” I looked at him, confused. “I lost track o
