THE AIR was thick with the excitement of the upcoming festivities im Blood Crescent. While everyone was busy with one thing or another, Rebekah sat quietly at a corner of the hall, watching the maids do their decorations.
This was the hall where she'd be getting married tomorrow.
She didn't feel as heavy as she felt when she first returned with Khol'an. She guessed she was more focused on trying to preserve her humanity, than hating her mate.
She couldn't keep hating on him and speaking harshly. At least, not after all her mother had said to her.
She understood she could communicate her indifference towards him, without being hateful or disrespectful.
"Ohhh... these place is going to be a dream by the time they are done with the decorations!"
Rebekah turned to see her gushing mothe
