Alexander’s pov
The cold night air hit me as I shifted back into my human form, the adrenaline of the fight still coursing through my veins. My brothers, Xavier and Christopher, stood beside me, their expressions unreadable as we stared at the girls huddled in the shadows of the alleyway.
‘Scarlet’, no, ‘Riley’, stood there, her face pale as she watched us, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. Her hood had fallen back, revealing her dark hair tangled and her lips slightly parted. She was trembling, her arms wrapped tightly around her body, and I could smell the panic on her, even beneath the night air.
The irony of the situation wasn't lost on me. Scarlet, the elusive masked stripper who had captivated me for weeks and my brothers tonight, was none other than Riley Davis, the girl wh
