Silver POV
I can't help but smirk as Cillian turns beetroot red the second he notices me. As soon as I heard that the Alpha needed to speak to one of our coven, I insisted on coming, mainly just to watch him squirm. I also knew that he'd want to talk about the vampire attack and I didn't want any of the goody two shoes witches, giving the game away before the plan went to completion.
He's aged quite well in the last twenty years, the silver hairs peppering his head make him look quite distinguished. He was good in bed, I'll give him that. Mind you, most wolves are, it's all that pent up energy and animalistic tendencies. But out of all the alphas I've f****d (and trust me there's been a few) Cillian was one of the better ones. Even though he's already cursed now, I might let him f**k me
