He was here.
In the flesh.
For me.
Standing about ten metres away from us in a navy blue shirt and grey jeans.
His posture was rigid.
"Knight. To what do I owe this very pleasant surprise?"
Alpha Jace said, sarcasm lacing his every word.
Night? It was darker out now, yes, but why did he feel the need to tell us that it's night? Or is it code word for something?
His voice seemed relaxed but his stance showed that he was just about as ready to pounce as Damon was.
Tension between two Alpha males is always a bit disturbing.
"Shut up Walker, you know why I'm here." Damon said.
His voice calm, but eyes burning with rage.
Oh, I had missed his voice.
No matter how cold.
Wait, he'd addressed him as Walker? Maybe that was his other name or a surname perha
