Hiding From My Possessive Alpha
I smiled back, not getting good vibes from him.
"Ian Smith," he held out his hand for me. I glanced down at his hand. I couldn't help but sense something off about him.
"I am Eva," I nodded at him and brought my gaze forward, suddenly wanting to run to Zavion.
"Doesn't he have a mate? Ummm...Esme, I guess," he whispered in my ear, startling me. I shot a glare his way only to realize he was standing dangerously close to me, smiling creepily. He stank of alcohol. I instantly retreated a couple steps. "Did I startle you? My bad" he swirled his drink, amusement shining through his eyes. Amusement wasn't the only thing, they gave off something far more twisted, evil.
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