Alana's POV.
A yelp left my mouth when I suddenly got dragged, with great force, from the bed.
"What are you doing?" I gasped.
Rolland glared hard at me, his breathing a little uneven, I sniffled the smell of alcohol coming from him filled my nostrils.
"You were supposed to be awake, waiting for me as my wife." He growled at me.
"I waited, but I fell asleep." I mumbled, his anger scaring me.
I tensed when he began pacing the room, muttering incoherently, it was very obvious he was extremely drunk.
"You didn't tell me you had a junior brother?" I tried to lighten the air,but it didn't help.
Talking about his brother seemed to piss him off more, he walked towards me, his eyes blazing in rage.
I shivered when my back touched the cold wall immediately, looking up at Rolland with my
