Hearing that Avena And Charles were mates, “What?” Amelia exclaimed in disbelief. Her lips were pressed together as she assessed that the Moon Goddess was sometimes unfair. Charles wasn’t just tall; his body build was massive, even more than Reagan's. In contrast, Avena was tiny. On top of that, everyone knew Charles was what one would term a sadist. The guy was rough and found pleasure in pain.
Amelia could not fathom why, but she felt sorry for Avena. Sure, the Moon Goddess paired them both because they were meant for each other, yet one could not overlook the considerable difference between them. On the contrary, wasn’t she and Reagan the same? So, if she survived the handsome devil, Avena would survive Charles. Amelia concluded.
On the other hand, Charles was sulking for getting scol
