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“Likewise, Maeve.” A caught a whiff of his scent and raised a brow in surprise. He was an alpha. Looking at him, I wouldn’t have guessed that, but I guess looks can really be deceiving. He held himself with an air of importance. Like nothing could touch him. I liked that. I looked at him and Alana together and smiled. He stood a head taller than her, as her head rested perfectly where his shoulders were. He had strawberry blonde hair, and a drey eyes. Alana had red hair with green eyes. They matched too well. I was happy, at least someone was having a great time tonight.

But the moment she saw him, it was like she couldn't breathe. He was so handsome. His long blonde hair looked like spun gold, and his eyes were a brilliant blue that shined even more against his skin. The other noble ladies had always whispered about how beautiful Dante Giovanni's sons were, but seeing him in person was different. Even in his sad and broken state, he was the most beautiful person she had ever seen.

“You fit in.” I sipped my drink, warmth spreading through me. “You’re biased.” “Probably.” Then— “Julian!” a deep voice called out. A man appeared out of nowhere—tall, broad-shouldered, and animated, like he carried his own current of energy with him. He had sandy-blond hair cut in an effortlessly sharp fade, the top just long enough to fall into deliberate disorder, as if he never quite bothered to tame it. His eyes were a startling shade of blue, bright and playful, the kind that looked like they were always in on the joke before anyone else.

The snake owner was putting the angry reptile back into its basket. Another man came up with a white milky substance. By now tears were streaming down my face. The man who was sitting behind me, holding my head, rounded me and crouched down in front. And hell! He was damn hot and gorgeous. If I was not already involved in Justin, then I would have died by just looking at him. He had blond hair with icy blue eyes that had concern in them. He had a distinguished height and was wearing a floral button down shirt with white pants.

Sky's wrist couldn't fit into the watch but he took it and kept it safe in a box among the things he treasured most. Sky opened his eyes as the water reached its peak, he stepped out and took his towel to dry off. Taking in his appearance in the mirror, he looked nothing like Stefan, although they share the same hair color. That's about it. Stefan was gorgeous for sixteen years old, his cat-like green eyes that glowed when he was smiling or smirking. The way his honey brown hair swept across his forehead barely touching the surface of his dark, flawless well-sculpted eyebrows, his chiseled nose that leads down to two beautiful plump lips that could rival any girl any day. Sky has always wond

She said goodbye for a moment to make ice cream for the two children while we sat down. "Tita Ale, do you know that guy?" Draco asked. I looked at him confused before looking around me. "What guy?" I asked. He then pointed someone behind me. I automatically looked behind me. There I saw a blonde guy staring at our direction. At me to be specific. He has a blonde hair, sharp nose, sharp jaw, thick brows, hazel brown eyes and a natural pink lip. In short, he's handsome. He looked at me directly in my eyes and smiled. His smile had an impact to me. Making my heartbeat fast.

He's handsome. Annoyingly, unfairly, unfair-to-humanity handsome. He's tall with golden blond hair, slightly messy like he just ran his fingers through it. His eyes are a striking shade of blue—like the Miami coastline, but deeper. And his jawline looked like something carved straight out of a modeling magazine.

The one talking had bright fire red hair that was shoulder length and wavy, his eyes were a piercing electric green, and he looked like he lifted weights at the gym daily. “Did you have to fuck her?” Groaned out one of the other males; my gaze flickered over to him. He had short curly brown hair and beautiful cerulean blue eyes that reminded me of the sea. While I could tell he was fit and took pride in his appearance, his body had more of a lean physique, a build similar to that of a swimmer.

He carries himself with an upright posture, exuding self-assurance and charisma. His facial features are striking, characterized by a chiseled jawline and a well-defined, symmetrical face. His eyes, whether they are piercing green, hold an intensity that draws others in. They reflect intelligence, determination, and an underlying warmth that hints at his compassionate nature. A well-groomed head of hair, styled with precision, adds to his overall polished appearance. It may be neatly combed and styled or effortlessly tousled, depending on the level of formality. His hair color is hue of brown that complements his complexion and enhances his overall attractiveness.

Colton lifted his head, and he had a lazy smile on his face. “Wow, Strawberries, you smell amazing.” He hooked his finger under my chin and lifted my head to meet his eyes. From this close, I could see that his eyes were hazel, and there were flecks of gold in them. I took the time to really look at him. I mean, I had seen him from afar but never this close before. He had a soft face that didn’t have any sharp features, apart from the slight point to his chin. He had a heavy stubble, and his medium brown hair was shaved short at the sides but then longer on top, and it was slicked back. From what I can see, his body was basically that of a Greek god, but then he was a future Beta, so it was