THE BLUE LUNA
“Or you didn’t think your mate, Lena, could achieve something this gorgeous, right?”
"She isn't my mate." There was a rigidity to his voice. It might scare everyone else, but it never had an effect on me. "I rejected her already. I am going to be Alpha…"
“Save me the speech.” I rolled my eyes as one of the servants walked over to me, ready to serve the first course.
“I will,” Aemon said in an unnecessarily high voice. He turned to Daemon, angling his head, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Daemon is a more interesting subject. I mean, this has to be the twentieth girl I have seen with him this week.”
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