At the Welcome Dinner for the Alpha Tournament, Eliza had been looking for a chance to speak with Mason. She was frustrated that her efforts to catch his attention had been thoroughly shut down. When she met him in the elevator earlier that day, she was immediately drawn to his impeccable physique and dark eyes.
His tattoos accented every swell of muscle, and he stood with a quiet confidence. She’d never met anyone like him before. Power radiated off of him like a fine fragrance, and she and her wolf wanted to roll in it.
Eliza had one of the Omegas watch the elevator, letting her know when it was called to the top floor so she could ensure to bump into him again. She was disappointed to see the beautiful, dark-haired woman on his arm. The girl felt too weak in power to be a good match f
