8
MICAH
We arrive at Soren’s house, and a guy comes out to greet us. He’s the same height as me with ash-colored hair and gray eyes. His power is that of an alpha, so I assume he’s probably Soren’s second-in-command. What piques my curiosity is the hint of jealousy that emanated from him when Dany came to stand next to me.
“I’m Archer,” the guy announces, extending his hand to me.
I shake his hand. “Micah.”
Archer’s lip tilts up slightly, almost in a smile but not. “Nice to meet you.”
“Same.”
Archer peers over at Dany, giving her a genuine smile. “Do you want to get a drink with me?”
Returning the gesture, Dany nods. “Sure. I’d like that.”
The light in Archer’s eyes magnifies, and he smirks at me when Dany leaves with him to go into the house.
Stark places a hand on my shoulder a
