Alpha Sebastian’s POV:
The moment I turned, I froze. I couldn’t believe the person standing in front of me.
Her scent hit me—jasmine and the unique, vulnerable sweetness of her skin—flooded my senses, a branding iron to my brain.
There was no mistaking it.
It was her.
The woman from the bar. The one I’d left sleeping in the hotel room at dawn.
*What in the name of the Goddess was she doing in my house? Did she track my scent all the way here?*
“It doesn't seem like she tracked us though,” my wolf, Marcus, growled within. “She looks just as shocked as you are."
Then how did she—?
“Uncle?” Keisha’s voice cut through the static in my head. She was waving a hand in front of my face. “Uncle Sebastian?”
“Y-yes Keisha?” I answered, my voice rougher than I intended as I dragged my fo
