Alpha Scarlett
And he has the handsome good looks of a matinee idol with piercing blue eyes, a strong, square jawline and salt and pepper grey hair.
“I take it this is the human your trackers found?” He says grimly as he approaches us.
“Unfortunately, yes.”
He looks up and does something of a double-take. “Alpha Raul,” he says, sounding both surprised and amused, making me assume that he’s yet another one who knows that Raul and I are sleeping together, “apologies, I didn’t see you. What brings you out this way?” He asks with a slight smirk, his blue eyes dancing.
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