Godiva PoV.
“What did I see before?”
I kept thinking about Castor's appearance in the blood-stained shirt as I walked towards my room. Did this make sense? How could I have no fear and decide to accept being their mate? Had I become so desperate that I wanted my life to be happier?
With blood on both hands, I imagined that Castor would kill a human, and it could be me. The one thing I had going for me now was my submissive attitude. I had to obey all of Castor's rules so that he wouldn't kill me.
About Pollux? I thought he was an easy-going, annoying person. A figure who wouldn't meddle in other people's business. A freedom lover and a man who charmed every woman, except me.
I could observe him nodding his head and sometimes shaking his head as I picked out some clothes before I bough
