Alpha Rylan
I've never seen someone with hair that is such a luminous dark blue, scattered across the man's forehead to his eyes, which are a threatening obsidian colour.
He skips forward on light steps and holds his hand out to me. "Good morning, Dawn. Wow, this must be your favourite time of day."
I'm not sure if I'm struggling to react to the lame joke he just added to the first sentence he ever spoke to me, or just by him in general. He is both the strangest man I have ever seen, and the most intriguing.
"You work for Rylan," I decide. Why else would he be here?
He frowns, then chuckles animatedly. The way he laughs is interesting, as if it has been locked away for quite some time, and doesn't see t
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