I hate to admit this, but I wished I was the one who had taken advantage of her that night and marked her. I wouldn’t be feeling this miserable.
I wished she were my mate.
All these years, Luciana was by my side, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wish for that to happen to me.
All these years, I had kept my feelings buried, turned into a shadow to distance myself far away from her so as not to get electrified by her.
It was hard seeing her every day and cannot touch her and claim her to be my mate.
It was a struggle to go through every day and not tell her exactly how I felt about her.
Then, that jerk came out of nowhere and took her away from me right under my nose and I couldn’t do anything about it.
Why wasn’t it for me? Why can’t it be me?
Why wasn’t she chosen to be my mate? Why
