CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT: THE WRONG GIRL

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Lila POV The stranger looks straight down at me, locking his eyes on mine. I take in his very unique clothing from the corner of my eye. Something resembling a cloak drapes over his shoulders, but instead it’s cut into a coat with no hood. It’s red underneath with black leather on the outside. He’s also wearing a tight black shirt, a big belt to hold up black trousers that are tucked into boots. When he rests back on his seat, I spot his cloak is littered with weapons. “That seat is taken, Viking,” I state before popping a chicken ball into my mouth. He chuckles low, the sound sending chills through me. “You’re the woman the alpha is looking for, aren’t you?” I cough in shock and instantly choke on the chicken ball, seeing his eyes go wide. I try to thump my chest to save myself. Thi

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