Lorna’s POV
I’m hiding in the grate, waiting for two big men to go back inside, why goddess, would anyone choose to meet in this horrifically smelling garden I do not know. There must be a thousand places in this pack alone to have a quiet chat about the hunt. I don’t recognise them, they aren’t part of this pack. One is big, with silver like hair, built well and has a presence about him. I can’t smell him but he’s not an alpha. Perhaps a Beta. He has a strong aura but his body language is subservient to his friend. That must be his Alpha. His aura is terrifying in its strength. I have never seen a man so big before, his clothes fit him so well, if obvious he is heavily muscular and toned all over, his legs the size of tree trunks. His shoulders are so muscular it would be difficult to ho
