Issahil
Carlos. I blinked, and then my eyes widened as it dawned on me that it was indeed Carlos I was seeing…
What was he doing here? I wondered and without even realizing it, I pulled my hand away from Alpha Matthias’ hold, my feet hurrying towards where Carlos stood with the guardian wolf, Caleb.
“Carlos.” Surprise was dancing in his eyes, which stared back at me.
“I see who the familiar whiff I caught on you belongs to,” Caleb said and started to walk away to meet my father and Alpha Matthias, whose eyes I noticed had escorted me and was still watching me.
“How can you also be one of them? You are werewolf, Issa. Wow!” It was clearly not displeasure or disgust playing on his face when he said these words.
“Yeah… I am a werewolf,” I admitted. “What are you doing here, Carlos? Y
