Losing My Siren Luna
I told my Beta, waving off the omegas and righting my collar around my neck.
Before, on my wedding day, I wore black to match the mood and my emotions. This time, I had them change my undershirt and my accents to gold, to match the color of her hair, and the rings we will exchange are adorned with green emeralds to match the color of her luminous eyes.
When I told the staff to fetch me a jeweler to purchase the new rings the first moment after waking up, they thought I was mad. I had already had plain gold rings, thin and fragile like our original marriage prepared.
Bab Populer