Canan's POV
The decision sits in front of me. I know I have to choose. But making this decision right now is really hard for me. I don't know what to do. I don't want a mate, not now.
Shortly after Krystal's father had given a tough nut to c***k, Roxxane shuts her eyes open, waking up from the sleep we presumed she was thrown into. She glares at me with furrowed eyebrows, trying to read the expression on my face for a moment.
“Why are you all gathered there like you have something going on? Why am I still in this form?”
Her tone strikes sharp and cold, demanding answers as fast as it can come.
“Yes, my lady… You are still in this form because we are trying to figure what to do about the situation.”
She stares at Krystal's father with a piercing and cold stare. Krytal, on the othe
