The tension in the car was discernible, and I was failing to breathe. I was glad when we reached Halsey's new mansion. The driver opened the door, and my mate and I linked arms as we went to the door. 

A servant welcomed us. She bowed and smiled. I could hear chatter and soft music coming from another room. 

Halsey's mansion was elegant, I could tell she was a woman of style by how it was decorated, there were captivating paintings on the walls. 

" My prince, Luna, welcome. This is my temporary home until the estate is ready," she said, kissing both of us on the cheek. I peered...