Chapter 22

• "I think her name was Lily, and she was new in town," Dahlia replied, the memory of the girl flashing vividly in her mind. She was breathtakingly beautiful, standing out effortlessly from everyone else.
• "Oh, nice," Hessa responded, a hint of enthusiasm in her voice.
• Dahlia couldn't shake the feeling that she needed to see the Alpha again; she hoped he had returned from wherever he had vanished to. Leaning back against the wooden seat, she brought her steaming cup of coffee to her lips. The warmth seeped into her hands, and the rich aroma enveloped her senses. The gentle strains of slow, instrumental music floated through the café, bringing her a moment of peace.