Fated To The Alpha’s Curse
He grinned, though his eyes betrayed him with a real curiosity.
Derek naturally was confident because of his sharp, defined features, his green eyes ever twinkling with an air of mischief. His hair cropped short, dark, and with a bit of stubble, Derek wasn’t as imposing as Liam but with a certain charm to him. Where Liam held himself in reserve, Derek was one of those who would crack the tension with a single smile or some well-timed joke. He was wearing his trademark leather jacket and boots, the image of a person who could take care of himself in a fight, but also in negotiation.
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