My Cruel Alpha
On his feet, are high-end combat boots with a polished, metallic finishing.
As if sensing my stare, he looks up to me. I gulp and hold his gaze waiting for a flicker of recognition in those grey stormy eyes that once held so much light... nothing. I move closer to hug him but the other boy with him blocks me. I look up to find onyx eyes. Dash, Jace's cousin and best friend, who although his father was, and still is an alpha, was raised in Jace's home. He looks different too, nose ring, black mohawk and matching neck tattoo with Jace. "Dash, it's me Anna we used to play together when we were younger."
"Pathetic loser, does this look like preschool to you?" The two girls that I tuned out final
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