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Daciana's POV…

Staring continuously at Dorian and the distressed look on his face, I bite my lips, almost reconsidering my actions. Finally, I've got a mate, but it turned out to be someone I despise so fucking' much.

Now, tell me how in Earth's name am I supposed to accept that? I can't, and I definitely won't stand for it.

Yes, my reason might sound a bit laughable. Then again, it's something I can live with.

Standing a great distance from me, Dorian etched, as if finding my utterance funny. “Daciana what do you…”

“It's Luna Daciana, Dorian! How many times do I have to tell you?...