Celine sees five people climb out of the helicopter, Solomon is at the back, his hands cuffed and two burly looking guards holding his arms. The other two seem to be the King Alpha and maybe his Luna? She isn’t sure, but smiles graciously at the group as they walk over. George holds out his hand to the large bearded man. He is six-one with broad shoulders, thick muscles and caramel coloured skin. His short hair is black with a hint of grey at his temples.
He had green eyes and a Roman nose with full lips. George holds out a hand as he approaches them, and she keeps half an eye on Solomon, not trusting him one bit. George smiles as the King takes his hand,
“Luther, good to see you again. I can only apologise for the mess we’ve made here.” George bows his head in deference, and Celine trie
