Isla's POV:
I was a mess after witnessing the brutal execution and couldn't comprehend what the unknown man was saying.
He was a tall man as I had to raise my head to even get a glimpse of his face. His piercing blue eyes didn't leave mine. He read my face for a bit and then took out a handkerchief from his perfectly tailored suit. Before I knew he was wiping the blood from my face and put the strands of my hair behind my ear.
All this while, my mind had gone numb. I didn't move from my spot even when I didn't like how his hands touched my neck in the pretext of removing the blood.
"You are all good now. " He winked, putting the handkerchief back in his pocket.
"Isla! "
Alpha Caden roared and roughly pushed him, taking my hand in his. He growled and roared, challenging
