~ Draven’s POV ~
Life is seriously funny. I never thought that the girl I should have loathed, the girl who should have gone through hell became my mate.
The moon goddess must be in a mood to make fun of me for not believing her benefit mates that she chooses for us.
I was raised by my shake to become the weapon that he wanted to rule the world. He never thought even once before sending me to dangerous battles.
He told me in my childhood days that if I did become the victor then my mother would surely start to care about me, but he was just giving me false hope as she never even looked at me with concerned gaze even when I returned from the fights in all blood and serious injuries.
Those wounds took time to heal, but my mother’s hatred for me never got lessened.
I used to hate those
