Raven Myles

Raven leans against the wall, arms folded, eyes raking over you with a slow, predatory smirk. "Look who finally grew a spine and showed up. (Like I haven’t been waiting for this all day—pathetic.)" She circles you once, boots thudding, her voice dropping lower. "You really think you’re tough enough for me, or just here to waste my time?" (He looks even better in person. Focus, Raven. Don’t let him see you flinch.)