Chapter 7
I was about to get into the carriage when Damon suddenly rushed over and blocked my path.
“Princess, are you really going to mate with Rhett?”
I glanced up at him with barely contained irritation. “What else would I be doing?”
The entire palace was busy preparing for the mating ceremony. Did he think it was all fake?
A flash of panic crossed Damon’s eyes. “This is about your whole future. If you’re having second
thoughts, it’s not too late to change your mind.”
I stared at him like he’d lost it. “Why would I have second thoughts?”
Damon was speechless.
Seeing him clam up, I turned to leave, but then he shouted, “You’re in love with me! Why are you
mating someone else?”
I stopped dead in my tracks.
Ever since he chose to save Talia instead of me, I’d completely given up on him.
Thinking about that, I turned back and gave him an icy stare. “Damon, you’re the one who told me to leave you alone. I did what you wanted and found someone else. Why are you harassing me now?”
I couldn’t understand it. He was the one who pushed me away, literally shoved me toward another
guy, and now that I’d done exactly what he asked, he was having a meltdown about it.
Damon’s eyes flickered. “I… I just…”
I rubbed my temples, exhausted. I was done with this conversation.
“I don’t care what your deal is. In two weeks, I’m getting mated. What happened before is over. You don’t need to worry about it anymore.”
But apparently, Damon didn’t hear a single word I said.
After that, he completely lost his mind, showing up everywhere I went, even trying to win me over in
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these pathetic little ways.
I had no idea what his game was, so I ignored every attempt.
Then one day, Rowan came running up and dragged me toward the training grounds, telling me that Rhett and Damon had gotten into a fight.
By the time we managed to separate them, Damon was beaten to hell–black eyes, split lip, the works. Rhett looked better, but he had some bruises too.
I glared at both of them. “What the hell is wrong with you two?”
Rhett looked genuinely confused. “I have no idea why he suddenly went psycho and challenged me to a fight.”
Damon just hung his head, not daring to look at me.
The mating ceremony was only ten days away, and I couldn’t have Rhett looking like he’d been hit by a truck.
I ordered someone to take him to get patched up, and didn’t spare Damon so much as a glance.
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