Aria's POV
I close my eyes shut hoping for anything. A saviour. A miracle. Even still an Awakening. I try to trash myself free of his grip, as his fangs sinks deeper. But my body feels weak, too oppressed under his hold.
Soon, I seen Lucien's wolf, sparing the rogue king wolf in it's midsection. Everything happens to fast, too sudden that my brain doesn't takes time to process it. He manage to stand to it's feet, his wolf form still weak and drowsy from the wolfbane.
His limbs sways a little, but he stands his ground. His silver eyes glaring intensively at the Rogue king and in a split second it hurls at him. They both locked in a challenge, claw, fangs and blood. Yes, blood lot of it, as they claw into each other skin.
The Rogue king is down, he doesn't react. Lucien still manages to
