©NovelBuddy
PREVIEW
...
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The sound of a finger drumming against a table echoed in a large room that could serve as someone’s apartment.
"I’m sorry I can’t come."
Those were the exact words that lingered in the mind of an elderly man with white hair and a beard.
He had silver eyes that seemed to pierce through everything, and although he was old, his body didn’t reflect it.
A well-toned, athletic build that many younger hunters would envy, and a strikingly ha ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE

























