Greenwoods pack.

Elena's POV.

Standing tall over me, was a strikingly handsome man, well bodied and heavily hung; though Killian remained with the crown.

Why am I even comparing them? And in this situation?

There was yet another young man standing by the doorside, he was a delight too.

"Who are you?" I swallowed hard trying not to sound as scared as I truly am.

He took a step closer towards the bed and I recoiled back in fright.

"Don't come any closer!" I flared up.

"Relax, you are out of danger," he spoke really gently, a soft chuckle leaving his mouth.

As much as he appeared harmless, I was in a strange place without any slightest clue how to make it out, falling for his mere appearance was a big risk.

"That doesn't answer any question, who are you? And what is this place? What am I doing here?" I was beginning to get a bit louder now, my gaze darting fiercely from each of them to the other.

Of course, the ugly experience with my ex pack has thought me a bitter lesson never to let anyone take