I would swear my jaw was on the ground, at least that's how it felt. My mouth had begun to dry out it hung open so long. Because before me stood three of the most beautiful men I've ever seen. Each of them had on armor, as if they were planning on going to war. Chest plates covered their broad upper torso, their legs and arms were exposed, their helmets tucked tightly under their arms. They all had deeply bronzed skin and magnificent white wings. Each of them stood tall and proud, shoulders squared, heads held up high, making direct eye contact. That part made me antsy and my dominant side did not like it. But on the other hand their presence was comforting and did not feel hostile at all.
"My name is Michael, and we mean you no harm young alpha." The one in the middle spoke. I turned my
