ALPHA CHRISTIAN
I told him.
My dad kisses me on my forehead hard, allowing his lips to give off a loud sound and rest his forehead on the top of my head.
"I know my little girl; in time I promise you that everything will be fine," my dad said to me. "Sometimes, the moon goddess gives us a mate and does not let it work in allowing us to prepare for the one who we were meant to be with."
"I want Christian and nobody else," I cry to my dad.
"If you two were truly meant to be, both of you wouldn't be facing this issue," dad told me.