The Alpha King’s bride
Arnold’s POV
“If you really want her, catch” Tamlin threw her to me.
Alora’s body flew towards me like she was nothing but trash. I raced quickly to catch her before she hit the ground.
“Alora!” I pulled her close, her head against my chest, her body limp. My heart nearly stopped.
I raised my eyes, but Tamlin was already gone, slipping like a coward through the window.
“Alora, open your eyes,” I whispered, shaking her gently. “Please, just look at me, say something” but there was nothing. Her lips were pale, her lashes wet with tears, her body weak like a broken doll.