The Fallen Luna
“Pour us another one, Tony.”
“Yes, Sir.” He obeyed.
The door opened just before Tony opened a new bottle, showing Kieran with a redhead female.
“Alpha Dante,” she greeted politely, despite showing an irritated expression.
Ayla only wore a thin satin pajamas with a white sweater draped over her shoulder. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun—not the usual style she’d use. Her face wasn’t covered with a layer of makeup, and even her lips were pale.
Kieran caught my gaze. That male stared at me with fire blazing in his eyes. That only made me smile wider.
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