-Life is too short to spend it at war with yourself-
“Well, if it isn’t the sexy soon-to-be alpha, Damarion Herrera.”
F!ck.
I have not heard this voice in a while and I almost forgot the person existed. Standing against the wall, hands tucked in his grey slack’s pockets with a cigarette in his mouth, Alpha Xander smirks at my widened eyes. He looks just as sexy as the first day my gaze landed on him at the werewolf camp, but on a much higher note. Xander’s beauty is one of a kind, and I think this is one of the things that drew me towards him. The strikingly blue eyes, long straight golden hair, straight nose, five o’clock shadow, and full lips. Man, I enjoyed kissing those lips. Not that I miss it since I have gotten a tastier set.
“Son, glad of you to join us,” my father says from h
