Arielle’s POV
“Good,” Loki replied, pleased with Melissa’s compliance. “I’m happy we could agree without creating any more fuss.”
“This union won’t last long,” Melissa replied, her tone was cold as she stared daggers at me.
“Is that a threat?” Elijah asked, taking a step forward from his original position.
“Please,” Melissa scoffed. “No one would be stupid enough to threaten the famous Van Tyson triplets.”
“A warning then, perhaps?” He asked again.
“If you see it that way. All I know is, mixing with someone from the lower class like herself is a recipe for disaster and I’ll be here to pick up the pieces when it blows over and maybe then, the three of you would realize how much I mean to you.”
“Rejection has made you delusional as well, hasn’t it?” Loki replied, his voice held
