Kylian’s POV
“Fuck it!” I shouted in fury, knocking the piles of stupid papers and stationeries out of the table.
Slamming myself down on my swivel chair, the scene that unfolded at the part kept playing in my head like a broken record. Della’s voice rejecting me echoed nonstop, continuously piercing sharp blades in my heart.
But the sharpest and deepest strike she sent my way was when she told me her fated mate was Albert.
I mean, Albert? Why the fuck should it be him of all the people?
Why should it be the man whom I had always been jealous of? More importantly, why should it be the man whom I once admired for loving so greatly?
It’s all fucked up! Why didn’t the Moon Goddess make it someone like Flora instead so…
I was rumbling, and my mind was all over the place. I didn’t even know what to think anymore.