Sofia Rhys.
Ares. Rowan. King.
The owner of those sea blue eyes, and the same man I haven’t laid eyes on since I left my pack six years ago. It’s been too long that I feel as though the years we’d spent as we grew up together has practically become nonexistent thanks to these years we’ve spent apart.
I thought I’d never lay my eyes on him, that he’d stay in the past where he belongs, and the distance I’ve put between us would be enough to keep him as far away from me as possible.
And yet, there I stood, in the same room with him—everyone else disappearing.
My eyes followed every moment of his as he stepped onto the podium, walking with every bit of a confidence for a man that knows his worth, and hell does he own it. Perhaps, it’s because it’s been long since I’ve seen him, and he’
