RIVENNA’S POV.
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The day of my shifting ceremony had arrived as jitters and nerves erode my senses ,
gods, what was I thinking asking Vaughn to go against his king's words and not mark me?
It was custom and only way for the bond to approved,
but the fear and trauma from being marked and held down by someone who didn’t care for me made me visibly shudder,
As wren had caused irreparable damage to my heart and trust,
And so I had tossed and turned all night after Vaughn had left, and by morning, I had dark eye bags that Olena had panicked when she saw me.
Her face was laced with worry as she rushed to my side.
“Rivenna, what happened? I thought you needed rest after the burial last night and told no one to come see you, so why do you still have eye bags?" She scolded me.
