As I stood before my father's office door, memories of disappointment and frustration flooded my mind. I never had good memories here. I can only ever remember him dashing out orders, telling me how disappointed he was in me, or comparing me to his favorite son, Chad. I pushed the door open, steeling myself for another unpleasant encounter.My father sat behind his massive desk as usual, his cold, nonchalant expression a familiar sight. He always had that face when facing me. His work glasses perched on the end of his nose, and he scrutinized the files in front of him, ignoring my presence."Father," I greeted, trying to keep my tone neutral.He responded with a dismissive tap of his fingers on the desk."Here, choose an auspicious date," he said, handing me the file. So that was why he called for me?I took it, scanning the contents."Date for what?" I asked, feigning ignorance.My father's gaze snapped up, annoyance flashing in his eyes. "For your mating ceremony of course," he his
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