ALYSSA
Alaric threatens Damien, but Damien gazes back at him with a smirk. "It's funny, actually. To think that you believe you have the strength to break my bones."
Alaric scoffs. "Should I remind you of the last time we battled? I had your furry ass beaten."
Damien raises a brow. "The last I remember, my canines were digging into your hairy flesh."
"You have a terrible memory."
"Want me to remind you by breaking that jaw?"
I narrow my eyes in annoyance. These two have started again. I am about to interrupt their verbal fight when a man steps in and diverts our attention from the tense moment.
He has red hair tied in a small ponytail and sharp eyes like those of a fox. The man smiles. "Good evening, gentlemen. It seems that I'm quite lucky to meet the two powerhouse Alphas tonight," he addresses them, his height a little shorter than Alaric and Damien, but his aura equally powerful.
