Aria.
The sight of Alpha Blackthorn made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. He was exactly as I remembered from the ranking ceremony: tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. His hair was as dark as midnight, slicked back with precision, and his eyes… those cold, storm-gray eyes looked like they could see right through a person.
Serena immediately moved back from me, bowing her head low. I scrambled to follow suit, dipping down quickly in what I hoped was a respectful bow.
“Miss Ashbourne,” Alpha Magnus said, his voice deep, smooth, and completely devoid of warmth. “It is good to see you back at Ravencrest.”
“Thank you, Alpha.” Serena replied sweetly.
His gaze lingered on me for a moment before it shifted to Serena, who was already smiling, like she
