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.