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snorts.
    “You said you wanted her whole so we could do the trade, right?”
    He just raises an eyebrow at me.
    I show a hint of throat again just to appease him. “I’ll be back shortly."
    Right after I catch my breath and pound my frustrated fists into the bark of a tree.
SAVANNAH
    I must be dreaming, because I smell french fries and hamburgers. My mouth waters and I sit up, blinking the sleep out of my eyes a few moments before Connor Anderson comes into my dark room again.
    I recognized him the moment I saw him. The only Anderson 'worth not killing' according to my brothers, Connor's the only one out of his unruly pack that has ever reached out to the Alliance. I heard he got slapped away again, and it never turned into anything, but i recnogized him from a few Alliance functions. He's quiet, with dark eyes and dark, curly hair. Very Henry Cavill. Strong, square-jawed and silent.
    Our paths have never crossed much. He is part of the wolf pack, and they do their best to stay separate from all things Alliance. And since my cousin Beau is the head of the Alliance, well…we run in different circles.
    The man that enters the room isn't the same man that came up just a few hours ago. His pressed linen shirt has been near-shredded and is covered with grime and what smells like blood. His pants have a rip at the knee, and his usually well-kept short hair is mussed. His face is wrecked, too.
    I want to wince sympathetically, since I'm pretty sure his is the ass-kicking I heard downstairs earlier. He tried to stick up for me, and I'm grateful for that. I keep my expression neutral, though, until I figure out if he's going to take out his frustrations on me. He's an Anderson; I wouldn't put anything past him.
    Instead, he holds the bag of food out to me. When I don't take it, he walks past me, sets it on the corner of the mattress, and then goes to the opposite side of the room and sits down on the floor. He leans back against the wall and just watches me, wolf eyes glowing in the darkness.
    I haven't eaten since lunch, which was probably well over twelve hours ago. Shifter metabolism is crazy fast, and I'm starving. I peek into the bag and the smell of fast food fills the air. I glance at him and then shove a few fries into my mouth.
    He just rubs a hand down his face. "Sorry it's not anything better. Not a lot of places open this late."
    "It's fine," I say between bites. There's a water bottle at the bottom of the bag and I open it and take a huge gulp. So good. "Thank you."
    He grunts a response and just watches me. 
    I scarf down the food quickly, half afraid someone's going to show up and take it away from me again. When it's all gone, I take the napkins out of the bag, intending to wash my face with the few sips of water I have left. I wipe my hands clean and then look over at him again. His face is a mess. "That because of me?"
    Connor's mouth presses into a firm line. "Lots of things."
    "But mostly me?"
    He nods again. 
    "Thank you," I say in a small voice. It feels weird to thank an Anderson, given the circumstances, but Connor’s clearly unhappy with the situation. Heck, he’s unhappy enough about it that he took some fists to the face. The least I can do is thank him. “I appreciate that you tried."
    He snorts, and for a moment he looks defeated. "I'm not a fan of my uncle's methods."
    "Me either."
    He glances over at me, startled by my response, and his bruised mouth curls up in a hint of amusement. "No, I guess not."
    It gets quiet between us. I slosh the bit of water left in my bottle, and then strain my ears, realizing that it's silent downstairs. "Are we alone?"
    He nods wearily. "I'm afraid I'm your guard dog for nights, until the exchange is made."
    "What exchange?"
    "They say there's a female wolf in the area. Our pack's low on women, so my uncle thinks this one should belong to us."
    My brows furrow. "I don't know of a female wolf in the area. There’s not one in the Alliance.” If there was, I still