I had the kitchen Omegas bring me lunch.
I was halfway through it when a black truck came roaring up the drive like a hunting beast.
I set down my knife and fork and walked to the window.
The Lycan King Damien stepped out of the cab.
In daylight, the two of them weren't actually that hard to tell apart.
Damien was taller than Kael. His shoulders were broader. The muscle of him looked sculpted out of granite.
He wasn't wearing his gold-rimmed glasses today.
He had on a black shirt cut in almost the same style as the one Kael liked to wear.
Goddess help me, from behind, they really did look like the same man.
I pushed the door open and stepped out onto the drive.
The moment Damien's gaze settled on me, I let my features rearrange themselves into the sweetest, most innocent expressi
