Solaine's POV

　　"He's the beating heart of my existence," I declared.

　　"You must let go and forge ahead." He whispered softly into my ear, his words lingering in the air. "He may shower you with countless signs, but alas, they were not the enchanting signs of love. You're really getting under his skin, Solaine despite you being his real mate," he added, his voice laced with annoyance.

　　"Selene, the ethereal poet, weaves the tapestry of his existence. Her ...