Aria's POV
"It's the Rogue king." My senses rings, when I see a huge black wolf tackling two of our warriors at once. I watch in despair, as his deep red eyes zooms in on me. His stares hardens, as he lunge towards me without warning.
Thud! He slams into me and my body hits the ground. My breath snarls, as a broken whimper escapes me. Needy and helpless.
My body sudden feels sore, so sore that I'm fighting to stand on my paws.
"Aria." Lucien voices floats in through a mind link. I know, he feels the my pain through the mate bond.
I manage to stand on my paws, while the Rogue king stares in anticipation. Like a predator surveying it's prey for it's strengths and weakness. He flashes his fangs at me in a vengeful and bitter growl.
A broken growl tears from me, dense and rough as gra
