A man who looked to be in his late forties stepped out of the forest. And following close behind him was one of the two people Lily had hoped she’d never see again. Kyle.
The Alpha of the Portland pack had sharp features, pale skin and hair, and icy, light blue eyes that made him look more dangerous than attractive. He exuded the same power that all Alphas did, and if Lily had to pick one word to describe him, it would be ‘terrifying’.
“I’m so glad to finally meet you, Lily,” he said from where he stood a few meters away, assessing her with his cold eyes. “She’s even more beautiful than you described, Kyle,” he added with the hint of a smirk.
“It’s a pity she’s so damn pathetic, or I would have kept her as my mate,” Kyle said to him.
Finn growled and clenched his fists, stepping in
