Dante's POV
The confident look on the Lunar Gladys face struck an indescribable chord within me. As much as I would have loved to ignore it and act casual, this chord suddenly mixed with my feelings and I found myself cowering.
I hated confident people, especially women. They reminded me of Melissa, and Aurelia. They made me feel less of myself, and very intimidated. It was easy to threaten a less confident person and have them do anything you want. I used the opportunity to access this ladies' look properly. She was just as everybody had called her—dark and exceeding shining.
I wondered what the cause of her unique appearance was, but most of all, I wondered why she wasn't with Gareth.
“I have heard a lot about you Alpha Dante of the Northern lands.” Her words cut through my though
