Donald’s POV.
I spotted the both of them from a distance and wished she never saw me again because, from all I observed, she wasn’t herself and looked tense. ‘Why would the Alpha impose a man on her? At least it should have been someone she loved.’ The truth about the whole thing now was that Alpha Green was my mate in college, and I knew the kind of person he was; he was a good guy, at least, but he wasn’t the kind of man I would recommend for an Alpha princess such as Mira.
They both walked in my direction, and I spotted them.
“Hey..! Isn’t that Donald the questionnaire?” He asked mockingly as I turned back to the both of them leaving Mira lost.
“Hey, Green, it’s good to see you again,” I smiled partly as I had my attention focused on Mira who didn’t seem to love the idea at all.
