Dahlia's POV
I would do anything for my father—anything to bring him even the smallest measure of peace. If that meant leaving my home behind to live with a mate who was a complete stranger to me, then so be it. I had no intention of accepting him, but I came anyway. All because my father asked me to. But this? This was not what I signed up for.
It was bad enough that I’d let my guard slip on the walk home earlier, revealing fragments of my family’s history. I had no idea what had possessed me to do that, but I was certain it sent the wrong message. Why should two people with no future together know such things about each other? And as if that weren’t enough, I had even flirted with him—flirted! A teasing smile, a playful remark about his growling at Silas. What the hell was wrong with m
