32: Lone Wolf

Anyra

“Funny,” I say to John. “Because I’ve never heard of you until now.” I scowl at him, not trusting the casual way he holds himself.

He chuckles lightly. “I’m not surprised. I try to keep myself under the radar. On the other hand, you were put on the map the second you got those new eyes of yours. A born alpha. I never thought I’d live to see the day. Your grandfather was one, your father’s father.”

I stare at him ...