The balcony stretched before Kolton like a stage, and he stood at its center, silhouetted against the night sky. Moonlight cascaded down with an intensity that seemed almost aggressive, casting sharp shadows across his angular features. A cigarette dangled between his fingers while his other hand gripped a crystal tumbler filled with amber liquid.
His dark eyes locked onto the celestial orb above, unwavering and fierce. It was as though he was engaged in some silent battle of wills with the moon itself, daring it to look away first.
The soft padding of footsteps announced Glow's arrival before the assistant spoke. The younger man paused at the threshold, momentarily struck by the sight of his Alpha bathed in silver light. Kolton's black clothing seemed to absorb and reflect the moonbeams simultaneously, creating an almost otherworldly presence.
