Third–person POV
Someone watched at the side when Unity alighted from Geralt's car in the morning, and she was her coursemate. Her fingers fastened to take a snap of the car number, but it zoomed off at high speed, making her unable to succeed in her mission.
She watched as Unity began walking into the college compound, looking elegant in the dress she wore, which cost a lot, too. Now, she wondered what was going on with her that no one knew.
Wasn't she just rejected by her mate? When omegas are rejected, they are always in tears, because it takes another grace by the moon goddess for them to get a second chance mate. But in the case of Unity, things seemed different. She was living fine, even happier and getting more beautiful daily.
Look at the dress she wore now? It could pay her
