The Broken Alpha
He smoothed a hand over his short, dark hair and waggled his eyebrows at her, her father’s brown-gold eyes lit with a mischief she’d never seen in his true face.
Before Elijah could draw any of his own conclusions, Lily rolled her eyes at him. “Show him your true form, Efaffion.”
“Efaffion?” His eyes darkened. “The eleve?”
“We’re best friends now, Alpha Wolf. Although that’s not all you are, is it?” Efaffion purred, moving over to them. As he walked his discarded Maveln’s appearance, letting his ruby eyes glitter and his red hair slip over white shoulder.
“Come on, Lily.” Elijah caught her arm. “Let’s go.”