Alaria:
The knock at dawn was desperate, three sharp raps that broke the fragile silence of the camp.
Liam was already awake, standing by the map table when one of the guards burst in. “Alpha! There’s someone at the northern border. She’s injured, she asked for you. She said that she will speak to no one else but you.”
I was beside him before he could respond. “Bring her in.”
“Alaria, she could be dangerous.”
“I doubt that she would be, given the fact that she is going to be surrounded by men who want to kill her.” I said, raising an eyebrow.
They carried her between them, mud-splattered, trembling, her face pale as snow. The scent of blood followed her inside. When they set her down, I recognized her immediately.
Nina.
She had been one of the maids in Darius’s house. Quiet. Alway
