Confusions

“What do you *mean*, they were anonymous, Jared?” Bella planted her hands on the desk and slowly rose to her feet, whispers of her Wolfe slipping past her barriers enough for even this dunce human to perceive.

​ Jared leaned back in his chair; eyes wide as he saw evidence of the predator lurking underneath Bella’s skin for the first time. She never lost control of her beast – she was much too disciplined for that. But clearly she’d been too lax, given this human too much of her trust.

​ If the people she entrusted to keep her business running kept blatantly disregarding the delicate balance of rules she’d spent so long establishing, Bella could lose everything.

​ “Tell me, Jared. In what world do we let random civilians off the streets have complete anonymity under our roof. We’re no better than a common brothel, if we can’t keep track of who walks in and out of our doors!”

​ Jared looked frightened, and rightfully so. Anonymity was a privilege reserved only for the highes