Fiona's POV“Fiona, you will take the elite forces, and welcome the Rogue King—we will be joining you soon.” My mother said, and just like that I was forced to go outside to welcome this rogue king. Cars lined the gate entrance, and my heart started pounding when the doors opened. Men dressed in black suits flanked both sides. I swallowed. People always said rogues lived like animals, and a few that crossed past the borders were made as slaves. A figure emerged, sharp. Clean and awfully familiar. He caught the light, making it incredibly hard to see his face, but the more he was impossibly hard to ignore or deny. Moon goddess, please. Not him. It was—sadly. That rogue I spent the night with. Now he looked even more arrogant, wearing a long dark coat, leaving his chest open. I gulped, feeling the air around me turning hot. Welcome…. He walked past the people sent to welcome him and came in front of me. Fifi was moving with unrestrained excitement, but my heart
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