Kyra's POV Roan led a few warriors towards me, and when he saw the bodies of his men on the ground, his eyebrows shot up, but he did not seem surprised. “Come back with me, Kyra. This land is not worthy of having someone like you.” Roan said, his chin raised in pride, and I scoffed. “So, a trash pack like yours, whose strategy is to exploit others, is the one worthy?” I shot back, and his face darkened. “I know you are still angry, but I hope you can understand. As a soon-to-be Alpha, it's a normal thing for women to push themselves at me; it can't be blamed on me. So follow me, and I promise you a better life.” He said it with that same arrogance that made my intestines ache. “What if I don't want to?” I retorted, and his face grew grave. “I'm afraid you don't have a say.” He said and signaled to the warriors behind him, who quickly dashed over. “I've spoken to you responsibly, and since you've refused to respect yourself, I have no choice but to do things in my own way,” Ro
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