A Song By The Oak Tree

So how could I describe my husband after our rare encounters? He was a monster who attacked my adoptive father, forced me into this marriage just because the Moon Goddess gave her answer to the Seer, defiled me not once but twice on two separate occasions and now he said he didn’t desire me.

I may not be knowledgeable about the lovemaking process, but after some visits to the library, it was clear how it should be done.

We “both” didn’t enjoy this, and we just hated each other more than I thought.

It was all for the sake of impregnating me and seeing how people were receptive to his death was a normal occurrence in the Skollist pack.

After all, before him, his ancestors didn’t live to see their child grow older and that was why Lord Varick who finally had his fated mate, needed an heir as soon as possible.

You could say I both hated and pitied him. It was a confusing feeling right now.

I sighed as I leaned on the largest oak tree in the middle of the marketplace. Lord Varick had left