KILLIAN
I started making soup as she fixed her gaze on the window’s glass, sitting on the armchair.
“The snowfall will soon start.”
Her soft voice predicted.
“Yes, Mother.” My lips agreed.
Suddenly, she turned her head to me and looked into my eyes.
“How's your wife?”
A strange fear shrouded my heart.
“She's good.”
A mischievous smile glinted on her lips.
“You don't love her, right?”
I pulled on a poker face and rested the soup bowl on a white tray.
“Celia is just a pawn to reach power.”
Words came out of my mouth.
Her head nodded.
“That's good.”
“That's very good.”
Originally, I married Celia because she is my fated mate. An Alpha becomes much stronger with his fated one by his side.
She was just a pawn but who knew she would capture my heart and soul.
My wife is
