Elektra's pov
I cautiously headed towards the balcony. My hand reached out to the door. I held the door knob and opened the door.
As I stepped outside the balcony, someone tried to grab me, but my instinct acted and I dodged.
"Who dares?!". I quarrelled with the person before I saw his face. It was Alpha Dylan. What's he doing here?!
He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt which wasn't buttoned all the way up.
His hands were inside his trousers' pockets, and he was staring at me.
"Your aura is different from hers. You must be her wolf, Elektra. Too bad I don't have the time to talk with you. Anastasia, come out right now". He said to me.
"This arrogant brat". I hissed and said, "How dare you come here and order Anastasia around? How did you even come here without alarming my warriors?".
"I didn't come here to talk with you. Anastasia, I said, come out". He furrowed his eyebrows as he said. The tone of his voice had become noticeably irritated.
