L E I L A N I
He was different. Older. The boyish charm I had fallen in love with was gone, replaced by a cold ruthlessness that was etched onto his face.
He had a new scar on his cheekbone, giving him that dangerous look. He had gotten more tattoos on his body, patterns that disappeared under the sleeve of his expensive suit. He looked every bit the powerful Alpha he was. The Alpha he was always meant to be.
And then he saw me.
Our eyes met. His eyes, the same ones I had seen in my dreams for so many years, widened in surprise. For a moment, a flicker of something I couldn't quite read… was it shock? Pain? Regret?, crossed his face. But it was gone as soon as he saw me standing next to Ronan, replaced by a cold look.
I looked back to Ronan, unable to hide the rage in my eyes. Was he
