Share

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

--Alysaa--

Water dripped from his hair, giving him the appearance of just having stepped out of the shower. He sported a clean haircut now, a stark contrast to the chaos of the situation.

"No, I do not want to go with you, please," I pleaded, seeking refuge behind my grandmother. An elderly woman stood beside him, her expression wrought with emotion. It was clear she was deeply affected by the unfolding events.

As I scanned the crowd that had gathered to witness the scene, I noticed a mix of emotions directed toward me. Some regarded me with hatred, while others offered pity.

"You have to go with me; you are my mate," his voice boomed, his words carrying an air of authority. "Grandma, say something. It is not by force to accept him as my mate," I implored, prompting a surge of murmurs among the onlookers.

He appeared on the verge of grabbing me, but my grandmother held me firmly behind her, shielding me from his grasp. "Give her a few days so that I can prepare her, please. She is not
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status