CHAPTER 40 Where are We Going?

  Nalya

  To say I was shocked by yesterday's events was an understatement. I put on my robe and went to the kitchen. Kiyana was making a delicious breakfast. 

  She smiled at me as I sat on the counter and pushed a plate of bacon and toast my way. 

  "Thanks," 

  She placed her hand under her chin and smiled. 

  "Rhaegar," she teased. I knew she would have questions. I raised a finger in the air, asking her to wait. I finished eating while she watched me. 

  "Now, ask," I said. 

  "Are you alright?" Her question caught me off guard, but I nodded slowly. I think I was fine, 

  "What happened?" 

  "Kiya, I'm a rogue wolf. It means I don't belong to any pack, so we easily lose ourselves to our animalistic nature because we have no link to an alpha or a pack. Hence, we are treated with disdain by most," I told her, and she gave me a pitiful gaze. 

  "Is that why Rhaegar rejected you?" she asked.