"It's a good thing I came to this harvest," Zagan hissed as the alyko he was after disappeared into thin air right in front of him.
She was the one Andreas had called him about, but the old lycan neglected to tell him not only that she was mated, which was unique in and of itself for an alyko, but also that she was a Luna. He had caught on to both of those facts very quickly after arriving.
A Luna alyko. How positively mouth-watering. That position had to come with considerable power.
Why had Andreas not told him of this? He sunk his fangs into his lip in frustration, stalking away from the tree before leaping onto a high limb to see if he could spot where she had gone.
