124 A Threatening Presence

As I focused on the blonde woman standing across the room, a deep unease settled over me. After my run-in with Alison, I had developed a natural aversion to blondes. But this woman was different. While Alison was youthful and attention-seeking, this stranger had an air of maturity and elegance that was hard to ignore. She was poised, confident, and carried herself with a kind of regal grace that radiated power.

Her striking sapphire-blue eyes captured the attention of everyone in the room, and her skin had a healthy, glowing sheen. There was no denying that she was a royal Lycan. Unlike others I’d seen, she didn’t wear her status like a weapon. She exuded confidence, but it wasn’t the arrogant, showy kind. It was quiet, self-assured—like she knew exactly who she was and didn’t need to prove it to anyone.

I frowned, unsure of who she was or why she was here.

The blonde noticed me standing beside Michael, but her gaze swept past me like I wasn’t even worth acknowledging. It was as if I