Nyra:
I come out of my father’s office, breathing heavily. There’s no way in hell that I can defeat shadowfang pack, Corvin Carter will rip me apart before I even set foot in their pack-house. Lucas Carter will roast me alive before I even get a chance to stab him, and if I don’t defeat them, my father won’t make me the Alpha.
Or...I could get married to Kyle. The thought alone makes me shudder, my stomach churns, the idea of finishing lunch vanishing away. I go to my room and slump on the bed, Mirae comes in minutes later, her eyes softening.
I explain everything to her and she widens her eyes.
“That’s a lot, Nyra.” She says, “The idea of getting married to Kyle doesn’t seem too bad.”
“I don’t even love the dude!” I say, “The only thing I want to do is marry for love and not for anyt
