Scent of Betrayal

y today, and I'm supposed

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mate in the arms of another

. They're all looking at

t, Aria? We can't

without a

the events that led up to this d

og

ttention towards the clanking sound

themselves, like they

realm can bring anyone's

ll rogues are deemed unworthy of anything more tha

forced into the forest to live away the

away from everything and everyone

rything you love? Co

s remain a mystery to

r away from relating to any rogue than physically po

side me, standing

I escort you inside until the ro

at's no surprise as we have more gu

guards. All ready to attack the intruder,

aving a bit of withdrawal symptoms, seeing a

ll sound, like he can understand what

trast against the green gras

and begins to e

le him to myself, an

no longer be Aria Flyn

for any omega, especially an

e Alpha of the Shifters realm is someone

empted being anything more than friends, I

d, and strong,

my grandmother like

n I look at him, I get the feeling he kno

ew days time, I will be turning 18-the prime

ome the Luna of t

ing ushered to safety, and it takes me a surprising amoun

ong turn, the guard beside me sud

per, and more

y, "Where is m

en, my breath hitches just a tiny bit, and w

his eyes suddenly gl

o do this omega, I am simp

at

ng

ttle too late, just as the

diately, and I respo

lounges at me, my little wolf launches

e time to react quickly enough, and R

I take a step back, preparing to run

i, q

e direction. My gown nearly catching i

cts even fast

, and I almost feel like he might str

som

s haggard, and injured, and

ve found you." His voice is weak, bu

guard in pursuit of me

here di

I ask the man in front of

"My Luna, we have to return to

an arrow lunges itse

n of the attack, but I see my gr

ived when I hear the painful

he is not a threat.

nd the fact that I'd almost b

d want m

m him, child.

widen. A

e sav

leeding man. Was he

g. "I'm telling you grandmother, he

ay." My grandmother's eyes are blood

ent's death, so I know she despises t

die, rogue or not, until

words don't break, but something as fast

r an answer, the next minute h

om my throat befo

een ki

erpetrator of this act, and m

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