**Pic of Roric**
"So you're sure she ran away?" I asked my henchmen.
"I saw it myself my liege." My henchmen bowed lower.
"Did you send the spies after her?"
"Yes my liege."
"You're dismissed." I waved him off. He bowed one last time before he left my sight. I sighed and slid sideways in my throne. It was awfully boring here, nothing to do. All I could picture was Aiyana with me and our pure bred hybrid children. With her at my side, we could rule the world, if only she could leave those worthless mates of hers. They are nothing but bottom feeders to her.
Now I only need to hear from the spies for her location and then everything will be as planned. Maybe I should kill them off anyways so she has no turn back.
"Baby!" I hear my annoying piece of crap of a mate call from the kitchen.
"What?" I roared.
"Dinner."
Great I'll die from food poisoning. "Whatever."
I stood from my throne and descended the steps, cursing underneath my breath.
"My liege! My liege!" Another one of my henchmen screamed while he barged into the room.
"What?" I growled.
"We have a problem my liege."
"What is the problem?" I was in front of my henchmen with in seconds and had him by the throat. He clawed at my hand to try to get me to release my grip. "What is the problem?"
He clawed my hand again. To be nice, I loosened my grip a little. He gasped in as much air as he could before he spoke.
"My liege, Aiyana is..." He paused for a breather. "She's in the Dragon and Fae territory."
A smile crept to my lips. This was working out better than I thought.
"But our spies were killed on spot, we have no idea where on the territory she is."
I jinxed myself.
**Second book is named Forlorn**
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Feral
ParanormalHi, My name is Aiyana. I was raised by an ordinary wolf pack. I always knew I was different but I truly didn't know how different I was until I met a man. After that meeting, my whole life gets more hectic. I find out that I have secrets that shoul...
