Kaya’s POV.
As the woman steps in, her heels break the wooden door even more. It keeps leaving a crunchy sound, and each time, my heart skips a beat.
There’s a devilish smile on her face as her eyes set on me. She has no weapon on her, but her claws are very sharp, giving me a hint that she must be a she-wolf from the five neighboring packs who hate the triplets.
Her eyes are a shade of hazel, bright and glowing, with a freckle of crimson red. She must have the powers of an alpha for her eyes to glow such a shade of light. Her jet black hair is packed into a ponytail and braided to rest in front of her left shoulder. She’s staring at me through her lashes, leaving a frightened feeling with each step she takes forward.
Her sandy skin looks thick, as though she’s gone through hell of tra
