The violet eyed, albino lass sneered at his reasoning, and as he studied her face. “Sometimes, I like a challenge, Miss Dwyn. You’re also a very pretty girl. You’ve got violet eyes, yet you’re an albino. You’re confident, and not one of the meek orchids like Eyre or Rayne. I’m not a fan of those.” She stepped back, laughing with a snort as Ares spoke of his sister and Rayne. ”So what I’m hearing is that you’re a masochist.” She smirked, looking to meet his eyes. ”All the evidence points to that. You like to feel the pain of rejection from the confident wolves such as myself, so much that you don’t go for the more intricate appearing wolves that are submissive. Got it.”

She looked to her side before looking back at the blackened male with brown eyes. ”Perhaps I might hurt you a little more with this statement.” She started. Her next words were not going to be nice at all, and could very well lead to Ares tattling on her and getting her kicked out of Tarben. Dwyn could tell that Ares was devoted to these lands, but whether he would approach her grandfather about this was an entirely different story. She took a deep breath in, closing her eyes for just a moment before she spoke. ”I don’t wish to be here. In Tarben. The rules are f u c k e d. I should not be forced to be coupled with a male I have no interest in, and likely will never have legitimate feelings for.” She sneered, looking to her side once again. She was curious to see how Ares’ behaviour would play out, and if necessary, Dwyn could use her elemental abilities to her advantage and blow up some snow from the ground to blind him.

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