Rejected, But Trapped By The Alpha King
After Luana changed into the wedding dress, she sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the wedding party to arrive.
At ten o'clock, noisy sounds came from downstairs.
Clarissa thought it was Stanley and rushed downstairs to intercept.
But instead of Stanley, she saw Cline holding a bouquet.
He was dressed in a custom-made white suit with a boutonniere, looking every bit the groom.
The only difference was the lack of joy on his sharp-featured face, replaced by undeniable gloom.
His cold, peach-blossom eyes were now dark and bottomless, as if plunged into endless darkness.