Ty’s POV
Needless to say, I don’t get a lick of sleep that night.
I can’t believe she refused to accept my rejection. Doesn’t she know that that simply isn’t done? You can’t refuse. It’s humiliating. It’s pathetic. It’s…
Okay, a small part of me—the furry part—is glad she refused.
Still, the facts remain: now we’re both forced to live in utter agony until one of us concedes. Now we both suffer the wrath of the Moon Gods for refusing each other, yet simultaneously refusing to honor each other’s wishes.
You might think that even the partial sever, incomplete as it is, would help me start to get over her. You’d think wrong, though. Whatever progress my rejection may have made was hindered tenfold by the sight of her in that corset tonight.
She’s the most beautiful girl in the kingdom—ma
