Robin Arellano Fanart Novels & Stories

At the front of them stood Alpha Theron. He was taller than Ryu, his body covered in battle scars, one running across his face like a badge of war. His eyes were a cold silver, piercing and full of hate. “So, the mighty Alpha Ryu brings his little mistress to watch him bleed?” Theron’s voice boomed across the arena with amusement in his voice. “How romantic can he be,” he added. Leaving the rest of his pack warriors laughing hard. Those words hit me badly, I felt mocked. I felt like I was weak and he just said it.

Pretty. The moment that thought comes into my head I scold myself. Each of these Alpha’s are blessed with looks that make anyone want to get on their knees and thank the Moon for creating them. So I force a polite smile onto my face, and take the invitation from his hands, pretending like I need to check it to ensure it is him. Luna Thea, his mate, sends me a soft smile. She has eyes like him - a swirling violet colour full of mystery and unknown.