The boy who had come forward to face the alpha in rut has Blonde slightly long hair that are tied back with a simple hair tie, long enough to catch the light as he moved, his presence was otherworldly unreal with those ocean blue eyes that captivate everyone present hereAlmost fragile-looking, yet there was something in the way he carried himself — that made everyone instinctively pause. Even the staff froze, unsure of whether to approach or retreat.
Those beautiful eyes— Ocean blue.
It gives the feeling of looking towards the sea.
They did not lower. They did not hesitate.
They looked directly at Cassian Drakov.
And did not yield.
He looked fragile and delicate to touch.
Like something that should be protected.
And yet—
There was something in the way he carried himself that made instincts recoil instead of advance.
A quiet authority.A presence that did not belong to prey.
He was not alone.
