Aiden.
Dahlia looked dumbfounded but I remained unmoved by her pretence.
"You do not love me. You do not care for me. You do not respect me. You are only with me because of your father, and you want to please him. You like being my wife, my luna, because of the power and respect that comes with it. It makes you relevant. It gives you a place on the high table in meetings. A place being a princess cannot give you. Other Lunas bow to you and listen. Not because you are a princess but because you are my wife. Because you will be the next queen when I ascend the werewolf throne. You are drunk with power, but it isn't love. You do not love me or care for me. You have no respect for my person," I said, and she frowned, wondering where it was all coming from.
"Why are you saying all these thin
