Chapter 7

Trisha’s P.O.V

I stared at the two men standing on the lower deck, surrounded by Rosanna’s men.

My eyes drifted to Lucas first, because he seemed to be the one who looked slightly different from before…and maybe because I was trying to avoid looking at Damien for as long as I could.

Lucas had grown out his hair so that it now reached his shoulders. He also seemed to have gotten a tan, but still there was a familiarity to him that I was used to. All this time apart and he still managed to give me a smile without the hint of any shadows from the past. I smiled back nervously, not knowing why he was here in the first place. Last night, Neema had said that he was coming, not they. And yet, here they were, both men that I had thought I had outrun almost a year ago.

“I presume you have a good reason to be here, King Damien Vandolff and Alpha Lucas Donovan?” Rosanna‘s voice was calm and yet