Chapter 14. Cortana

~GABRIELLA'S POV~

~EARLIER~

“My lord, I was asked to come collect your clothes for dry cleaning." A maid I stood beside said as we both bowed to Alpha Steven at his door.

“Please, come in,” Steven replied, opening his door a little wider for us to enter.

We walked into the room, and he directed us to the area where he kept his unclean clothes. I and the maid started to pick them up one by one, and as we did, I noticed one was missing.

“My lord…” I said it nervously.

“Yes?” Steven replied.

“How about the clothes you wore yesterday? The ones you went out with. I can't seem to find them here,” I said.

“What do you mean? I never went out; you must have seen somebody else, perhaps one of the other warrior wolves,” Steven replied, then turned away from me to continue his work at his desk.

“A warrior wolf, wearing royal garments? I highly doubt that. What in the hell is going on?” I thought to myself as I stared at him.

~PRESENT~<