Ethan's pov
I sat in my study, trying to attend to the affairs of the state, signing a lot of documents—the worst part about being a king. On the other hand, Fang was being a nuisance and making a lot of fuss in my mind.
"Fang, I am trying to work here," I begged.
"I haven't seen my mate in days, Ethan. I thought you were eager to find her and happy when you finally did, so why did you miss the Luna selection ceremony and your chance to reveal yourself to her?" he whined.
I couldn't see why he didn't understand that I wasn't interested in him, nor did I believe in fated mates or even in love generally.
My main aspiration and the only thing I wanted was to get rid of my curse, but first I needed to understand how to go about it.