Third person pov:
"What?" Lucien blinked in surprise, "Why are you saying that?"
Giana lowered her eyes as her fingers played with the hem of his sleeve. They were both sitting by the kitchen counter, having coffee, when she brought up the topic of not being a beta.
"Honey," Lucien placed the cup on the counter, "Weren't you the one who always dreamed of it?"
Giana kept looking down until Lucien pinched her chin, forcing her to look up, "I did. Once. But now… I just want to stay home. Wait for you and be a perfect housewife…. Maybe have your children."
Lucien sighed. He didn't know whether to laugh, scold, or kiss her right there.
The girl was willing to give up everything… her dream, her title… just for him. And as much as that stirred something deep in his chest, it also broke him a little.
He pulled her off the stool and yanked her to his lap, "My mermaid. You just can't throw away what you worked for. I won't let you."
She looked up in confusion, "Why not?"
