ISADORA’S POVThe footsteps stopped just outside the shelter, and I sat quietly, watching the entrance while I waited for whoever had been walking through the trees to reveal himself. I expected another frightened voice, perhaps the girl I had been searching for, but instead a man ducked beneath the low doorway and stepped inside, bringing the cool smell of the forest with him. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and unmistakably an Alpha, although nothing about him suggested the rigid seriousness I had become accustomed to seeing from men who carried that title. His blond hair was disheveled from the branches, his boots were covered in mud, and there was a shallow scratch across his cheek, but he looked more irritated with the forest than concerned about his appearance.His eyes found me almost immediately, and he stopped with one hand still resting against the wooden frame. “I was hoping this place was empty,” he said, looking around the shelter before giving me a resigned smile. “But I
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