Five hours later, Alpha Killian stared across his desk at Mora with his watery brown eyes. He wasn't the imposing figure his position might have led someone to believe he was, with his slight build and average height in hunters' stature. In fact, he was far slighter in the physical sense of a werewolf than the majority of his brethren. When alpha Liam died, he took his position in the pack.
With his thinning hair and cheap gray suit, he reminded Mora more of a used car salesman than the leader of the demon hunters, one of the most powerful supernatural hunters in the world. He, on the other hand, had been far more physically impressive and charming.
She smiled politely. "It's an honor to meet you, Alpha Killian."