Scarlett (Second Edition)
His easy grin helped, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off the Alpha by his side.
Keith Harold was imposing in the most effortless way. He had dark hair, neatly combed back, and intense blue eyes that seemed to hold secrets I couldn’t begin to understand. His beard was meticulously trimmed, and there was an undeniable strength in his build, one that matched the power radiating from him. He couldn’t have been much older than twenty-eight or so, but the air of authority he carried left no doubt he was the Valkin Alpha of the West.
I greeted him with a respectful nod, feeling my cheeks warm when he took my hand and pressed a polite kiss to it, his blue eyes catching mine for a brief moment. The man