*Tiara*
My father's voice was laden with gloom as he reminded me of his previous warnings. "Tiara, I've always told you not to let your mate mark you," he said with disappointment. "So how could you be so careless as to do this?"
I stood there, utterly speechless, unable to explain that it hadn't been a matter of carelessness. My mate’s mark had been imprinted on my skin before I had a chance to react.
"I know, Dad, you've always told me that, but you never explained why," I replied in a hushed voice.
His frustration showed as he sighed and implored, "For the Goddess' sake, Tiara, please listen when I tell you something. Now, no one can stop the destruction from happening," he announced, sending a shiver of fear down my spine.
Destruction?!
My heart raced with dread, and I desperatel
