Chapter 11: Poor Little Zehra

Zehra's face paled as tears dropped from her eyes. She was scared of Cade doing what he said to her. The pain of being disrespectful is too much for her to bear.

Zehra is a she-wolf who was highly respected not because she was a princess but because the Northern Wolf respected women. They are equal to men regardless of their rank.

"This Alpha is too much, Zehra!" her wolf commented. "How dare he treat us like this!"

"This man is a rumored murderer. He's ruthless. He can have what he wants, even killing a whole kingdom just to obtain what he wants," Zehra agreed.

"If only our mate-"

Zehra and her wolf's small talk interrupted when Cade gripped the sleeve of her light nightgown and yanked it down. The soft cloth yielded to him, ripping down slowly.

The nightgown ripped and fell down, leaving her arms bare. Zehra had a thin white slip, which was sleeveless, that ended on her mid-thigh, revealing hints of her cleavage and her long legs.

The moment Cade's eyes made contact with the col