Anaiah's POV
The intimidating man has a smirk on his lips, my brother scowls and he doesn't look happy to see him.
"Erickson, what are you doing in my territory?" Enrique growls, making the man he called Erickson to tear his gaze away from me.
"I was hoping we could talk," He says in a deep but soft voice, looking into my eyes one more time.
"About what?" Asks Enrique annoyed. " You know where I stand, whatever war you want to launch against other packs, I'm not getting involved in it," He declares solemnly. The man sighs and smiles at me.
"I don't think we have met, hi, I'm Alpha Erickson Jones of the north Lycan pack," He extends his hand to me, and I hesitantly shake it. Erickson is tall and muscular.
"I'm Anaiah, please excuse me," I say politely but Erickson holds my hand firmly. My brother growls and he releases me.
"It is nice to meet you, beautiful Anaiah,"
