Ashford sat on his throne, and five females surrounded him. Each of them wore a smile on their faces as they looked at him. Ashford had a frown on his face; his mother had not shown up yesterday for the announcement. He knew she was still going to say Diana was his bride.

He was going to show her that he was not going to listen to her. He had found his bride, even though she had a different mate. She was still his, and he was never going to let her go.

The day was today, the day his bride was going to be finally announced. His mother wanted...