LIANA
Black hair and hazel eyes. Sean Colson walked towards me, turning my palms and feet cold.
I couldn't look away.
The moment he stood beside me, his height cast a shadow over mine. He was as tall as Kyran. It's been seven years.
The only thought that made my mind anxious was…would he recognize me?
“Grandma.” He smiled at her.
“You've grown up so much. You're now a man.” She muttered softly, calm, yet proud.
My voice seemed to be choked in my throat.
“Where's Rylee?” Grandma inquired.
“She'll be here in the evening.”
“That's lovely.” Suddenly, Grandma's gaze shifted to me. “This is Davina. Kyran's wife, chosen mate, and soon to be the Luna.” Her fake sweet tone gave me an introduction.
My gaze was fixed on the marble floor.
*Keep calm. He wouldn't recognize you, Liana. You
