According to my father, Alpha Matteo no longer had his parents around. He grew up under the care of the elders and became an Alpha when he mastered the art of shifting.
I wanted to pity him, but after our previous encounters, I couldn’t sympathize with the man.
Yet my heart betrayed me the moment I spotted him. He was as beautiful as ever in my sight, and I hated myself for it.
No matter what he had done, the attraction remained intact. It was the greatest betrayal of the century.
I should be pissed and cursed at him. However, I got lost in his dominating aura and the sexy curve of his lips. Despite knowing that his smile toward me was forced, I welcomed it.
I welcomed him with open arms and exchanged polite greetings while they approached.
Though, when Alpha Matteo held my gaze, there was something different about him. I couldn’t tell exactly what it was.
