Shyla’s P.O.V.

The scent of red roses hanging in the air waltzed into my nose with the strong perfume of peppermint, I was shocked to see Maddox in front of me.

My eyes glued to his tall figure, which appeared burlier in casual wear. His huge muscles strained against his black shirt and jeans, barely fitting in those clothes.

He looked larger, more refined, and far more terrifying. But that scary lycan King melted me under his gentle smile as his dark eyes lit up with unadulterated joy, he spoke gleefully.

“Surprise!”

Stuffing his left hand in his pocket, he stepped forward, my world seemed to pause for a moment....