Diana’s POV
I turned quickly,
And went face to face with Eva, her eyes wide with something I couldn’t quite place. Fear? Pity?
Eva glanced around the hallway, as if to make sure no one was listening, her voice low and tense. “You should stay away from him,”
I blinked. “From whom?”
“Diana…” Her tone said it all. We both knew.
I swallowed hard. My throat tightened. She’s right. I had no business being anywhere near him.
“What's his name?”
“Forget about his name and just keep your distance.”
“Is his name... Alpha?”
Eva shook her head. “That’s not a name. That’s a throne. He’s about to rule San Francisco.”
I gave a nervous laugh. “He’s… what? He’s barely older than we are.”
Eva’s voice dropped, serious now. “You have no idea who he is, Diana. Age means nothing when you’re bred for
