SELENA’S POV
That evening, I laid on the bed, looking out the window to watch the sun setting. Lucian would be carrying out his plans when night falls.
Once he fails, I would be free from the fake mate bond and everything would go back to how it was supposed to be. I should be happy about that, right?
But no, I felt uneasy and strange inside. Watching Lucian leave earlier broke something in me. I wanted to stop him and tell him everything and I couldn't help but hate myself from feeling that way.
He used me and manipulated me. I should despise him and hope he loses everything but I couldn't stop myself from worrying about him and craving his attention.
What was wrong with me?
‘Aya,’ I called but she didn't respond.
She had been like that since the incident at the garden. Shutt
