Arya's POV
"Hey, little kitty," His voice makes me jump and I face him, what the hell is he doing here? Jacob manages to steal my breath away but I calm myself, my eyes sway to his muscular toned body and I lick my lips as if they were dry. He gives me a knowing smirk and his eyes shine, indicating that his Alpha Lycan is close.
I look around the bathroom, it's just the two of us, how did he manage to enter the city without getting spotted, and how the fuck is he so confident that he walked into the restaurant while my brother and two of his highest ranking wolves are there?
"Get out," I growl.
"No," He says calmly.
"My brother is here, all I have to do is scream and they will rush here to kill you," I threaten but he doesn't flinch at my words. He approaches me and circles his arms around my waist, making tingles erupt on my flesh, the tingles I didn't know I'd feel again after I was rejected.
