Andria's POV
"Jackson is my mate. I don't want to accept it. Why him of all the Alphas in this kingdom?" Liara lamented.
The words hung in the air as Becca, Michaela, and I tensed up immediately. Becca's mouth fell open. Michaela froze mid-step, her eyes widening in disbelief.
"What?" Becca finally blurted out. "You're joking, right?"
Liara didn't answer. She just sat there, looking into our eyes, a hint of sadness clinging to them.
Becca sat down as she had already stood up to leave, before Liara blurted out that shocking revelation.
Michaela let out a shaky laugh. "No, no, no. You can't be serious. Jackson, the arrogant, self-absorbed, power-hungry…"
"Michaela," I cut her off softly.
But she was right. Every description hit a nerve. My stomach twisted. Of all the males the Moon Goddess could've chosen, it had to be him.
Liara's eyes lifted slowly to meet ours. "I wish it were a joke."
