20. His Mate

Kian

Aminda walked past Gray without sparing him a glance. She had a smirk the whole time, her eyes locked with mine. I was smiling broadly at her, too. Her beauty was undescribable. If Gray's wives left everyone here awestruck, Aminda's beauty sucked the life out of everyone present here. She was the type of beauty that provoke, envy, jelousy, and possessiveness, depending on the beholder.

"King kian." She said seductively. "I didn't want to pass this chance to meet my usurper." Fiorella's eyes went wide in disbelief. I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Aminda gave Fiorella a once over. "What a downgrade." She pouted.

""You...How dare you witch?!" Fiorella spat. She had grown accustomed to being treated like royalty, and here she was now been looked down upon.

Aminda put a manicured hand on my chest. Her nails were painted black with silver little crescent moons and stars. She lowered her eyes seductively. She had a little diamond pasted on each eye lid. I couldn't wai