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Daciana's pov.

I walked off with my tattered cloth, not looking back nor did I grow a hope of being saved. All have been lost, my title, mate, and even my home.

I came here intending to make a change, I never liked the Alpha king but I had to move on with the wedding.

My first visit here, the day I met Dorian, and also how he pulled off that scarf from my face all played in my head over and over again. It feels like yesterday but it ain't. Days have passed, a month or maybe years nevertheless.

I am left with nothing and my only choice...