Aria
I clear my throat, and roam my gaze all over the man standing in front of me.
Thankfully he is back to his normal form, which isn't a monstrous beast, although I have to wonder how much of that form is abnormal.
If he is that Alpha—the same one that ruled a long time ago, and died before the war of the dead pack, then isn't his truest form that of a monster.
But most importantly, what does he want with me? I'm not exactly a rogue, so taking out his anger on me would be useless.
I try not to think about what it would mean if he plans to use me to attack Kaidën's people.
As terrible as I feel about the injustice done to his wife, him and his people, I could never do something so treacherous to Kaidën.
Kaidën isn't like all the other rogues he is talking about, and his story
