MALIKA’S POV
My eyes snapped up and there, standing next to my bed near the broken window, completely naked, was a scruffy, underweight, yet still incredibly handsome man with bright purple eyes.
He was standing unsteadily and blinking at me. He was quite tall, though he was slightly bent over, and I could see that he once would have been broad and ripped.
He had long reddish dreadlocks and a scruffy beard that was in desperate need of a trim. I knew who he was as my Lycan was thrashing in my head to get to her mate, but I just stood there staring.
He was finally here, and I had no idea what to do or say. So, my numb brain did the only thing it could think of. “Who are you?” I asked.
He opened his mouth to say something but only grunted with the effort of trying to speak. He frown
