ALDRIC’S POV
The door opens, and the bright light isn’t as blinding since the sun has settled behind Bree’s apartment building. But there is enough light to cause a halo effect around her as she enters. Marco and I both stand up in unison. “Soblaznitel’nitsa” rolls out of Galina’s mouth.
“I don’t know what you just said, but I agree.” Marco’s voice is different, genuine rather than arrogant, which bothers me. “Temptress.” She aptly informs us.
She is not lying; she is absolutely just that, a f*****g temptress who had taken my breath away. I have known her for less than forty-eight hours, and I have only seen her as a scared and freaked-out prey fighting to gain her freedom, but this vixen in front of me is an Alpha She-Wolf through and through. I can’t even fathom how she didn’t know
