*Kiara's POV*
"Father,we need to talk."
My father gave me a dismissive look and returned to reading whatever he had scribbled down in the small notebook he held.
"I'm busy now, Bella."
"It's urgent, " I pressed.
He still paid me no attention; if anything, my words were helping him enjoy the book better.
"I am engaged." I blurted out.
He gave me a murderous glare and shut his notebook. "Lohan is no longer a suitable husband for you. So,if you did promise him a marriage out of pity, you can go now to clarify things."
I pressed my forehead in frustration; he was a tough nut to crack at times.
"Because if I have to do it for you,your little friend will never be able to afford a wedding in this life,"he muttered as he opened his notebook and dived his attention back into it.
"It's not Lohan, or any werewolf for that matter." I said the last phrase with great care,so low that I don't think he heard me right.
