The Cursed Alpha is My Mate
Luna Nora turned to me with an unsettling excitement glimmering in her eyes, her gaze sharp as though searching for something just beneath the surface.
“Is there a problem, Luna?” I asked, forcing a small, polite smile as I met her gaze. She studied me, her expression unreadable, before responding.
“Problem?” she echoed, her lips curling into a cold smile. “The only problem we have is one that will soon be solved. Anita’s days are numbered—she’ll be gone before the week is over. Five days, in fact, seems like a generous amount of time for her to exist. I can’t wait to see her suffer. Aren’t you excited?”
Bab Populer