Harley’s P.O.V.
The sudden burst of cold air whooshed in along with that intruder, but it surrounded me like the fire of fury. That familiar low voice was deadly calm, but beneath it boiled something savage.
I turned my head slightly, just enough to see him. A wave of relief washed over me as that tall Alpha figure was the ray of hope in impenetrable darkness. His burning gaze fell on me as he growled.
“What are you doing here?”
The Alpha barging inside was none other than Carlos, my ex’s uncle. He came like the angel from heaven in this critical situation. His broad shoulders, framed in a leather jacket, were dusted with ash and moonlight, making him look like a prestigious monarch. His eyes glowed gold, flicking over the room like a predator stalking a cage full of prey.
The vamp
