Chapter 40

• DECLAN
• What were the odds of meeting him again? I had smelled him from miles afar before our paths even crossed. A part of me was dead sure I should have taken another route because I knew what was bound to happen if I saw him. Yet, I had ignored that subtle warning in my head and continued on my way. Pack meetings were usually uneventful. My wolf seemed to want some smoke. I found him a few seconds later, his vehicle parked not too far away. His hood was up and his face was buried in the engine as he cursed away. Car troubles, I supposed. I knew not to get too close especially not with Alice on my back but I couldn't stop myself. He was cute. I stopped my vehicle right in front of him. His entire body paused for a moment and from the corner of his eyes, I noticed his eyes went my way only for him to pretend to busy himself with something under the hood so it would look like he wasn't paying me attention. It awakened something inside me. The hunter buried within. I remained inside, waiting for him to slowly break and it worked father than I had expected. He poked his head to meet mine and smiled. "Hey, I know you."
• I focused more on his coal-colored hair swept back from his angular face because it was dripping wet. He had hypnotic eyes beneath those brows the same shade as that inky hair, and they were the color of rich chocolate. He was perfect.