Annabel's POV
Thomas had decided to confront Lombard on my behalf. We found ourselves in his office, and the tension in the room was palpable.
I watched as Thomas's brow furrowed in deep concern, his eyes locked on Lombard, who wore a stern expression. The weight of the situation bore down on us, and it was clear that this conversation would be anything but easy.
"Look, Lombard," Thomas began his voice firm, "Annabel is my beta, and I've entrusted her safety to you. Now she went missing, and you lied about it, and I want answers."
Lombard shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his gaze faltering for a moment before he collected himself. "Thomas, I understand your concern, but you need to know it's not as simple as it seems."
I couldn't help but interject, my frustration spilling over. "Lo
