NalyaI was about to walk down the aisle, crying, and no one cared. My father gave me away to Arlon William, a man thirty years my senior."Compose yourself... You're embarrassing me!" my father hissed. He cupped my face and kissed my forehead. "Dad, please, please don't make me do this," I begged, gripping his suit. He growled at me and said; "You will marry this man to help the family,""I'll work hard to help you pay off the debts. I promise. Please don't force me to marry that man," I pleaded. He wasn't listening to me anymore. I saw Arlon William grimacing and annoyed by the holdup. He was known for his bad character. Arlon was a ruthless businessman, creditor, and self-proclaimed Alpha of rogues. Unfortunately for me, my stupid father borrowed money from him and couldn't pay it back, so it was his price. He always had eyes on me growing up.My father dragged me to the aisle and threw me in Arlon's arms. His huge hands held my waist sensually. I almost threw up."We are gathered

Nalya I watched the man in awe. He stood over 6 feet tall and was extremely well-built. His strong, toned muscles were visible through his costume. His silky black hair was stylish, and those deep blue eyes made me feel weak in my knees.Something within me stirred and was trying to force its way out with excitement. When he spoke, the room fell silent. His voice was deep, and husky, making my belly fill with butterflies. " Please don't cause a fuss," I whispered, yet my voice was clear. I would later get in trouble for this even though it was Marley who was pestering me, and trying to force me to dance. Marley was Arlon's second in command, he made sadistic comments about me, and how he would love to fuck me. It made my skin crawl. " Why are you defending him?" he growled at me, his eyes flashing a ferocious color that made me impotent against him. I wanted to answer but he seemed angry with me all of a sudden and released me. I whimpered from the loss of his warm contact as his a

Rhaegar "I fell," she replied quietly, her look suddenly somber. 'She's lying,' "Don't lie to me," I growled. Was she defending who harmed her? Why? Were they close? I was getting angrier, yet the desire to cradle her and keep her safe in my arms was overtaking my senses. Fuck the matebond! Nalya looked scared now, and tears welled in her eyes. "Rhaegar, you're scaring her!" Ella hissed. I snapped out of my daze and inhaled. "Who did that to you?" I asked calmly. "The man I was supposed to marry held me tightly a few hours before I escaped," she said. I was boiling with anger. I needed to punch something. I gripped the side of the table so tightly, "Name," I gritted. He was part of Arlon William's rogues, and I intended to find and kill him. "I don't know his name," she answered, I glared at her, and looked away, not wanting to scare her more than I'd already done. Nalya was still lying to me. My wolf almost snapped but I held him back. "Let's not force her to talk about

NalyaI took steps towards the high table. Ella and Nate smiled at me while the Prince's gaze was relentless. Next to him, Juliana was glaring at me. I could tell she disliked me. I didn't know the others, however, they were just as intimidating."So, this is the rogue," A man said, the corner of his lips curling into a smile."Keep your dirty claws away from her, Kendrick," Ella warned. Kendrick winked at me, and I gasped."Why don't you eat with us," Ella said. Before I could reject her offer, Juliana did it for me."No, Hellen, she's not one of us, and it's improper," she tried to sound calm, but the vein on her temple told me she wasn't."No, Ella. Please excuse me," I bowed and left the room in haste, but it wasn't my day today. I tripped and almost fell, but someone caught me. I slowly locked eyes with my savior. He was tall with brown hair and sharp features."Hello, there," his voice was a breathless whisper."I'm so sorry," I said, standing up straight."It's alright," he care

Nalya I have been in this pack for a week now, and although some girls like Bithia and Uria have been assholes to me and pushed me around, I did not engage with them. Azura told me they were jealous, but I didn't see why. They had everything finer in life, and I was nothing. I spent most of my free time with Roma, he was so fun, and I found myself smiling a lot more when I was with him. "You may take this now," the chef said. I carried the tray of croissants. They smelled so good. We quickly finished serving, and I was in a hurry to leave the hall, but Bithia and Uria cornered me, "May I help you?" I asked. They stared at each other, mind-linking before Uria moved away; "No, Rogue," I was about to leave when she tripped me with her foot. I fell to the ground, and Bithia 'accidentally' spilled her iced coffee over my hair. "Oops, sorry," The surrounding girls laughed while others looked sad for me. "Be more careful," she barked. I stood up when she pushed me. This time, I