Nobody had told her that requesting a male from another territory apparently came with additional terms and conditions.
Nobody had mentioned mates.
Nobody had mentioned bonding.
Nobody had mentioned the Beast Goddess getting involved.
In fact, nobody had mentioned anything at all. And by "nobody," she meant old Mirabelle's memories, which had apparently been treacherously flawed and full of knowledge gaps.
'Hold on.'
Mirabelle's eyes slowly widened.
'Did I accidentally propose?'
She had asked to take Lucien to Luchsenstein.
She had not asked for a husband.
Those were two completely different requests.
Weren't they?
A headache was starting to form behind her eyes.
Shit.
She didn't turn toward the panther and the hyena, but she already knew they weren't going to like this.
Yet there was nothing she could say now.
In front of her stood Lucien, his eyes shining with hope, excitement, and pure bliss.
