NIA’S POV-
“Nia,” I muttered and pursed my lips with immediate regret. Maybe I should have given him a fake name.
Taking up the pizza bread, I took my first bite. Delicious!
“Call me Lykoan. This is your new home,” he remarked with finality and I snorted.
Gosh. Despite his rugged appeal, he looked no more than a twenty-two-year-old. A sculpted Greek god. My wandering eyes soaked in his well-packed abs, the V-shape beckoning. Betrayed by the body, I was...turned on.
As the reality of his words registered, I choked on my food. Huh? All sense of desire vanished, and I protested through three coughs. “Absolutely not.”
“Is that so?” He chuckled tauntingly and gave me a hand towel, while I pinned him with a dirty look.
“Was the man you were talking to the Alpha?” I asked because he ment
