Alpha Alden
He’s been looking at me strangely, wondering why Cian knows I exist.
“Well, is someone going to say something?” Cian says, clapping his hands together. Both Alden and I flinch at the harsh sound.
Alden and I exchange glances.
“You’re the one who has walked into my house,” Alden mutters, not even trying to be hospitable. I don’t blame him, since he doesn’t have the best history with Immortals. And Cian, with that golden hair and cat like gaze, he’s a predator ready to strike, leaving both Alden and I cautious. “Maybe you should start.
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