Fated To The Dark Alphas
And there they stood.
Alpha Xavier Thorne, the bastard who caused everything - his face grim, his eyes cold and watchful. Elara Thorne beside him, her lips thinned, her eyes fixed on me with an almost triumphant disdain.
And then, my gaze found them.
Kieran. He stood to one side of the rug, massive, imposing, his golden eyes blazing with a dangerous mixture of triumph and barely contained fury. His jaw was clenched, his body coiled. He was shirtless, his powerful chest rippling, his scent, raw and dominant, filling the air. He was a force of nature, radiating dangerous power.