Eva

Lorenzo's unwavering gaze remained fixed on us, his enigmatic expression difficult to decipher. The air seemed to thicken with tension as we stood frozen in place.

Thelma's hand sought mine, her trembling fingers intertwining with my own. "Alpha Lorenzo, what are you doing here?" she managed, her voice barely above a whisper.

I tried to speak, but the words died in my throat, shock rendering me speechless.

Lorenzo took a fluid, deliberate step forward, his presence commanding and intense. "I've been waiting for you," he said, his deep voice resonating through the room, sending shivers down my spine. His eyes locked onto mine, holding me captive in their depths....