Asia's viewpoint
That scoundrel! That…that…that… Animal! He ripped my arm out, my beautiful arm. I still couldn't believe I lost my arm, it felt like a dream, a very painful dream. I was always the most beautiful among all female, all! Now, I wasn't any more. The lycan took everything away from me, him and his foolishly beautiful mate.
The girl was beautiful–very–and worth anyone's jealousy and envy. I expected her to be beautiful as a moon daughter, but not that beautiful. And worse, she took away my chosen mate. Carswell and I were supposed to be together, we were supposed to end up together as couple and rule the world, but he chose someone else, someone more beautiful; he chose her. Then, he ripped my hand away to save her.
"Gosh! I hate him!" I shouted in tears, "I hate that he chose her over me!"