My Only Girl (1)
Sayuri’s POV
Today was the day the heir to the Alpha King would choose his Queen. A mass invitation was sent out to all of the unmated females in the area, and we were to gather at the palace in our most seductive clothing. I’m not sure why being dressed seductively would up your chances of getting chosen, but I didn’t care. I would dress how I wanted to dress, and if he didn’t like it, then who cares? Running a kingdom/pack sounded miserable anyway. But apparently, I’m the only one who thinks that. My best friend, Melinda, is desperate to get chosen by the heir. She has picked out some very revealing dresses to up her chances. Now, she is not the best of friends, but she was the only one who talked to me during our schooling, and I didn’t want to go to this thing alone.
She did have specific instructions for me though. I couldn’t wear anything that showed off my figure, my breasts, my ass, or even my face. She wanted to make sure all the attention was on her, but I don’t care. I will dress how I’d like. She does not dictate what I wear, and I will beat the fuck out of her if she tries to. My mom thinks this is a great opportunity for me, and she insisted on buying my dress. She’s very excited about it, but I could think of 500 other things I could be doing.
Mom just finished curling my hair into big, bouncy curls. She did pin some of them back, away from my face, just to help frame it. She also did my makeup to match the dress.
“Okay, it’s time to reveal the dress! Wait right here.” She rushes out of my room to grab the dress. She was hiding it in her closet so that I wouldn’t look at it. Again, not like I care. She comes back with the dress and hangs it on the door so she can unzip it. Once revealed, I give it a once-over. It was a very pretty dress. It was a cream-colored floral dress that landed mid-thigh and then had a sheer overlay, revealing my legs. It was completely backless and had a scoop neckline that would show off my breasts tastefully.
“So, what do you think?” Mom asked.
“I like it. It’s very pretty,” I tell her. She squeals and claps her hands. Sometimes I wonder who the parent is in certain situations.
“Oh, wonderful! Let’s get you dressed! Oh, here!” She hands me another bag and instructs me to wear whatever is in it. She leaves the room and tells me to call her when I need help with the dress. I looked into the bag, and this woman is crazy. She bought me some pasties for the dress and a hot pink lacy thong! I do usually wear things because it’s easier, but I don’t know how I feel about my mom buying me one. But, whatever, it’s fine. I got dressed and asked for her to come back to help me zip up the dress. Once I was all finished, with the heels and purse, she gave me one last look and covered her heart with her hands.
“Aw, darling. You look stunning. He’s definitely going to choose you. I feel it in my bones.” My mom is right, 99% of the time. I usually take her word for most things, but this, I think she’s going to be wrong.
“Right, Mom. I better get going. I told Melinda I would pick her up.” Mom’s face instantly fell, and she pursed her lips and crossed her arms.
“Right. Melinda.” As you can tell, my mom is not a fan of Melinda. She thinks she takes advantage of me sometimes, and I let her. I am my own person. I may not want to lose a friend, but I will drop her like a bad habit if she tries anything I don’t like.
“Mom, you know I do not take her crap.”
“I know you don’t. I just think she is going to try and ruin things for everyone, not just you.” I pat my mom on the shoulder.
“I know. If it wasn’t mandatory, I wouldn’t even be going. I may be unmated, but I don’t understand why I need to be there. I’m not a wolf,” I say.
“Well, everyone should be included. Come on, honey. You better head out. Come here, hug me.” She hugs me tightly as if I’m going to disappear.
“Mom, I’ll be back later tonight. You act like I’m going off to war or something,” I joke. She sniffles and nods into my shoulder.
“I know, I know. I’m just...so excited to see you like this. Just so beautiful.” I smiled and thanked her.
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Melinda and I arrived at the palace in record time. As I suspected, she did not like my dress. She thought I was revealing too much of my back and my breasts. But I reminded her that I wear what I want and no one will dictate that.
The butlers took my car and gave me a ticket so I could pick it up later. We were ushered into the beautifully decorated ballroom, and it was filled with every unmated female in the kingdom. Everyone was in something revealing and borderline skanky. I’m glad my mom didn’t get me a slutty dress.
“Wow, there’s a lot of people here,” I comment.
“Well, duh! Everyone wants to be chosen, but it’s going to be me. Now, I am going to search for my future husband. You can do...whatever.” She left me standing alone, and I sighed heavily. Well, let’s see what kind of drinks they are offering.
After migrating to the bar for a drink, I took the time to do some people-watching. Some women are so desperate. Tits out, asses out, and it’s just not cute.
Trumpets suddenly go off, and it startled me for a second. Jeez, that’s so loud.
“Ladies and Gentlemen! I am pleased to announce the arrival of the royal family of Beckinshire! Their royal Majesties, Kaltrina Davina Marie Sampson and Aurelio Grey Flynn Sampson! Their children and royal highnesses, Russell Reed David Sampson, Scarlet Hazel Kimberly Sampson, Noemi Sienna Gwendolyn Sampson, and Donovan Bruno Duncan Sampson!”
The doors open and reveal a very attractive family.
I turned my head to the top of the stairs, and there she was! She’s fucking royalty?! The king and queen looked very regal in their matching purple outfits. She was in a huge purple ballgown with gold embellishments all over the skirt; the top was corseted; her milk chocolate skin looked like glass, and her ebony hair was pinned up underneath her crown. The king was in a regular black suit but had on an overcoat that was purple and had a gold tie; his hair was tied back, his cream skin glistening, and his mustache and beard were neatly trimmed. But the person who got my attention was the eldest. He followed behind his parents, looking regal as well.
His skin tone was a delicate mix of his parents; his ebony hair was gelled back, he was in a black suit as well with a purple tie, and he also had an overcoat on. I don’t know what it was about him, but he was captivating. I have never felt this way about anything before, so this is strange. Whatever this feeling is, it’s hurting my head a little. It’s like a dull, numbing kind of pain. It might go away if I stop thinking about it. I just drink my drink quietly as the family gets settled in.
“Thank you all for coming here this evening. My eldest son, Russell, is ready to become your new Alpha King. Russ, please come forth.” Russell stepped forward and knelt in front of his father. King Aurelio sheathed his sword and touched both of Russell’s shoulders
“Russell Reed David Sampson. You have been handed a great responsibility in your young life. You are the next leader of this new generation of wolves. Lead them with greatness, lead them to greatness. Now, repeat after me. ‘I will lead this pack until the day I die. I will lead them with greatness and success. I will be what my pack needs me to be.’”
Russell repeats his father’s words and slices his hand open to drip the blood into a chalice. It didn’t even happen to me, but I felt a sharp nick on the palm of my hand. Weird.
King Aurelio also slices his hand and drips the blood into the chalice. Once mixed, Russell drinks it, and it’s like something unleashed inside of him. King Aurelio lifts off his crown and places it on Russell’s head.
“People of Beckinshire! I present your new king! His Royal Majesty, Russell Reed David Sampson!” The entire ballroom erupted in loud applause and cheers. I just clapped politely, finishing off my drink.
“Now, we hope you all enjoy yourselves while my son looks for his mate.” Everyone went back to whatever they were doing, and the females touched up their hair and makeup, making sure their breasts were sitting perky. Ugh, this is ridiculous. The pain in my head was getting a little more than I could handle, and I had to take a seat by the bar.
“Miss, are you all right?” I looked over at the concerned bartender.
“Yeah, my head just hurts. I think I need to sit and maybe get some fresh air,” I say. He just nods his head slowly and retreats to the back of the bar. I pay that no mind and try to stop my brain from exploding out of my head. I placed my hand on my head, and I felt like it was getting worse the more I sat. Let me move around and see if that helps.
I got up and walked outside to the balcony to get some fresh air. I leaned against the railing, and my head was not feeling any better. It might have just gotten worse. I went down on my knees, clutching my head. I didn’t want to draw attention to myself, but fuck, this hurts. I fell onto my side; black dots were starting to blur my vision. I was fighting to stay awake but couldn’t. Before I was knocked out, I saw some shoes walking towards me. I think someone knelt beside me and whispered.
“Finally. You’re mine.”
