Chapter 60

Kyra’s POV My wolf, Sylvia, let out a warning growl in my mind the moment Emily's cloying jasmine scent invaded my shop. Thinking she came here to fight just like what Sophia did, I greeted her with a cold stare. I didn't mean to be rude,thinking she came here to fight just like what Sophia did, I greeted her with a cold stare.And my lips curled back instinctively, a low rumble in my chest as she sauntered toward me. Yara excused herself with a meaningful glance, her werewolf instincts recognizing the brewing confrontation between dominant females. "What are you doing in my shop?" I asked. Sylvia bristled at the challenge in Emily's posture. “I just wanna see what kind of she-wolf you are,” Emily answered and comfortably sat on the chair in front of me. “Just tell me what you want, Emily.” She chuckled, “I want Kieran. Can you give me what I want?” Emily purred, dragging her claws- no, her manicured nails - across my counter table. "Kieran's never kept a relationship this long before.