(ALICE)
Alpha Black's son is only a couple years older than me, and he takes great pleasure in tormenting me. If Willow is manipulative and uses her words to flay me, Cyrus is not above using his fists. He has done everything to me, from shoving my face in the dirt to pushing me off a roof once. I actively avoid him. I'm pretty sure he wants me dead. Or maybe he likes the torture part. Either way, he's got a sadistic nature, and I'm always at the receiving end of it.
"What do you want, Cyrus?"
Like his father, Cyrus has light brown hair and soft brown eyes that give him a deceptively kind appearance. "You have some nerve coming here. Or maybe I should say "confidence," he smirks. "Were you hoping to find yourself a mate? That's really optimistic of you. You know nobody wants —"
"That's quite enough," Mary says sharply.
Cyrus narrows his eyes. "Oh. You brought your little healer friend, did you?"
