Astrid’s POVI gazed upon the stranger who just entered my room. I looked at him curiously, wondering who he was and what he was doing here. Despite this man being entirely unfamiliar to me, I felt intimidated by his presence. With his shoulders back and his head held high, he projected an aura of nobility. He has a confident air to him. His silver strands of hair streaked his dark locks, lending him a distinguished, almost noble bearing. “Who is Giselle?” The man spoke again with regality when no one answered his question. He particularly gazed at me, directing his question to me. Feeling intimidated by his gaze, I turned my eyes on Drystan, locking gazes with him. Seeing my gaze, Drystan instantly knew what I wanted to say. “Astrid, this is Alpha Theron, the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack,” Drystan stood up and introduced the man who had just arrived to me. My eyes widened, and my hand covered my mouth instinctively in shock. The man in front of me is none other than the Al
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