Chapter 39

Anya ran her hands through her hair and tried to calm herself down. For freak’s sake, she was acting like a middle school kid who’d found out at recess a boy liked her.

The fact that he hadn’t even called or asked how she was doing was enough to tell her that Alex didn’t take anything beyond that brief yet deep kiss seriously.

Perhaps he had forgotten her name, she said.

It’d been almost two years since that memorable encounter and she did try to get his thoughts out of her mind but to no avail. And she couldn’t risk going to their den searching for him or stooping too low to get his number and call first. She was a princess, after all.

She’d dated and even gotten far with a couple of witches and a male wolf who lived in the neighborhood and attended the same college together, but when the time came to get physical, she hadn’t been able to. It had nothing to do with the men but everything to do with who they weren’t.

She had a feeling her family had fig