Desiree’s POV
“Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop.” I heard loud noises, waking me up from the afternoon nap I had taken after the food Maya brought in.
I stretched my hands, trying to steady myself up from the fluffy bed; Brandon had specifically asked to be placed in my room.
Where the f**k was this noise coming from?
“Line out the necessary items needed.” I heard the familiar sharp voice rang in my head and at that instant, I knew who it was. Elder Maeve.
Okay, so what's going on here?
Because clearly it's starting to look like she was brought in here to frustrate my life ever since it was confirmed that I own three mates.
But can I really be blamed for it?
All I ever asked for, was a mate. ‘one’ f*****g mate from moon goddess. I pleaded, bawled my eyes out and when she finally answer
