AMBER
I hovered by the bedroom window, staring over at the man with the golden eyes, the one from the city.
Dominic.
My stomach leapt when he scowled at someone I couldn’t see, shaking his head. His face twisted into a snarl as he pointed a finger at whoever he was talking to, the veins in his neck pulsing. He was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, and I couldn’t help but lust over his broad body, covered with tattoos.
Dante’s brother.
“Luna?” A voice came from the doorway, a thin, pale woman smiling at me from behind a pile of clothes. “We think these may fit you if you want to try them on. Alpha said to ask if you want anything to eat?”
She placed the clothes on the bed beside me, and I shook my head.
“No, thank you. What’s your name?”
“Eliza, my Luna.”
“Eliza, call me
