42 : General Cyrus

VERENA

Carlisle threatens Elijah, but Elijah gazes back at him with a smirk. "It's funny, actually. To think that you believe you have the strength to break my bones."

Carlisle scoffs. "Should I remind you of the last time we battled? I had your furry ass beaten."

Elijah raises a brow. "The last I remember, my canines were digging into your hairy flesh."

"You have a terrible memory."

"Want me to remind you by breaking that jaw?"

I narrow my eyes in annoyance. These two have started again. I am about to interrupt their verbal fight when a man steps in and diverts our attention from the tense moment.

He has red hair tied in a small ponytail and sharp eyes like those of a fox. The man smiles. "Good evening, gentlemen. It seems that I’m quite lucky to meet the two powerhouse Alphas tonight," he addresses them, his height a little shorter than Carlisle and Elijah, but his aura equally powerful.

"Oh my!" Nixie gasps, pushing me away with a gleaming smile on her face as she walks to him. "It