Tessa’s POV
The first thing I realize as I stare into the eyes of the man who rescued me is that he’s definitely not Evander.
In fact, this man couldn’t be further from Evander if he wanted to be.
Where Evander’s hair is jet-black and wavy, this man has a beautiful heap of blond curls that gleam like spun gold. Where Evander’s eyes are cold and hazel, this man’s are a warm chocolate brown. And where Evander’s mouth is always pursed into an almost-frown, this man smiles down at me as he helps me to my feet.
I don’t know this man, but I recognize him:
Gabriel Luxen.
A new face at the Alpha Ball, the Alpha of a rising pack and one of the most eligible bachelors in attendance tonight.
Still, I can’t help but feel a pang of disappointment that he’s not Evander.
I pop the hearing
