Kyle Storm
"She must be so tired from the journey." Mr. Diego looked different from the last time I saw him. He had muscles that couldn't be hidden even under those robes. His hair was slightly coiled back with black gel, and his eyes had black rims around them. Either he hasn't been sleeping well or that was how he looked. What surprised me more was how younger he was, unlike the last time. He was aging like fine wine. This man was a bit different from the man who killed my father. It made me skeptical of who he truly was.
There was a dark aura around him. It smelled like an Alpha's, but at the same time, it was something I couldn't place my thoughts on. I cradled Naya properly so that neither the noise nor the uncomfortable position would wake her up. If I must say, she twitched a litt
