Enzo’s POV “Alpha… thank you for coming. I’ve been so frightened. I haven’t opened the shop all day because I was worried they would just return,” said the Jewelry shop owner, Eliza. She was practically trembling when I entered the shop. “Tell me everything that happened,” I ordered, following he
I wasn’t going to get an opportunity like this often and I needed to make the most of it. I sat up in bed, staring outside the bay window with a frown. It was the perfect view of the ocean; I’d never even seen the ocean before. Elysium was on the other side, which was facing the opposite direction
Lila’s POV My feet were working in overdrive; as soon as I heard her plead for help, I knew I needed to get there as soon as I could. The town wasn’t far from the beach; I climbed over the fence that separated the beach from the rest of the town and made my way through the dark streets only lit by
I grabbed the guy who was behind me from his arms and did a back flip over his entire body until I was behind him completely. I stuck my fists up as the others realized what was happening. I was ready to fight. … Enzo’s POV Street rats tend to hang out in dark areas, such as alleys. They were ea
Lila’s POV I hadn’t even realized I was cut until I saw the look on Enzo’s face when he told me I was hurt. Then I felt a small sting on my forehead and the blood trickling down the side of my face. His eyes were dark and fixated on my features. I’ve honestly had worse injuries; this was minor
I thought that was a waste of a first kiss; I didn’t know he was my mate at the time. But maybe— “What are you staring at?” I heard his deep, and almost husky, tone asking, bringing me out of my trance. I blinked a couple of times, meeting his eyes. My face warmed under the intensity of his gaze.
Lila’s POV “You don’t want a mate…” I continued, keeping my eyes on the back of my head; his entire demeanor had changed at that moment. “So, why haven’t you rejected me?” “Do you wish for me to do so now?” He asked, turning to glance at me. His face was hard to read; I wasn’t sure how to answer
My father frowned. “Thieves?” He asked, raising his brows. “Yes, there have been invasions from some street rats,” Enzo explained. My father motioned for Enzo to follow him inside. “Walk and talk with me; tell me everything.” Enzo went with him without hesitation. My mother stared after them w