Prologue
She was standing in the hall, it was the prince’s 18th birthday, and he was going to find his mate, the pack’s Luna, and the queen of the entire white werewolf race. All Alphas and Lunas from every other pack were there to give their blessings. It was the first time she peeked at him and she was struck by his handsomeness. He was six feet, 3 inches tall and had an appealing lean muscular body. Deep blue eyes could bend any woman to her knees and jet-black hair. She had always hated him because he was a spoiled prince who did not give a damn about anything but himself.
She was already feeling sympathy for his soon-to-be mate. Who will it be? Maybe a bitch among thousands of his flings. Who knows? He slept with every beautiful girl in the pack. That’s his taste; he was tremendously sexist and always cared about beauty. At least that was her contemplation of him.
His father, Alpha Peter, the current Alpha of the River-stone the pack, would announce his coronation if he found his mate today. Everyone was excited. She hated such gatherings; she desired to sit in her room and read some books and listen to some music instead of getting bored like that. A lot of girls were hoping to be his mate. He was looking at the crowd expressionlessly.
His eyes met hers, but he did not change his expression, he was looking straight at her arrogantly. She rolled her eyes.
There were only 2 minutes left and it was almost midnight. The full moon was glowing in the sky. An important night for werewolves where they could feel more devoted towards the moon Goddess. He seemed bored while girls were trying to please him. He was looking at Althea, continuously while she was avoiding his gaze.
“Why does he have to play in the staring competition with me?” she thought, annoyed. He turned and walked away.The clock struck 12 and now he was 18. If his mate was there, he had to find her automatically; his wolf could recognize his other half now, but he was not there anymore.
“Where on the planet has the jerk gone?” she thought angrily. She wanted to go home soon. But then she felt her wolf being alert. Every werewolf has their inner wolf to whom they can talk.
“What is it, Lilly?” she asked her wolf, “Mate, Mate is here,” her wolf said impatiently.
“What?” she said, shocked.
Lilly took control over her body, something wolves could do by suppressing the consciousness of their humans. Now Lilly has got control of Althea’s body, while Althea took Lily’s place inside her head. She started looking at the crowd. Just then he came back with his usual expressions, arrogant, cold, and rude.
“It’s him, look, it’s him,” said Lilly excitedly.
She was about to run towards him, when she heard a mind link, “Stay where you are. If you dare come any closer, I will reject you right
here,” It was him. Wolves can talk telepathically within the pack and that process is known as “Mindlink”. Lilly felt her bones go numb. The word rejection is the worst, even to the death of a wolf.
He turned to the crowd, “Looks like my mate is not here, as I am unable to find her today, so we will delay the coronation” he said, keeping his face impassive, and turned to leave. Lilly gives control to Althea again.
“Lilly? Are you okay?” she asked, but her wolf remained silent.
“Lilly, please say something, ″ she asked, concerned.
“He is our mate and you heard what he said,” said Lilly, sadly.
“Yeah, I heard him Lilly and it hurts,” she said sadly to her wolf.
“Take me away please,” Lilly said in a broken voice, and then she left the ceremony, walking slowly towards her home.
His phone was ringing; he turned his head and looked at Althea leaving, his eyes were so cold and then he answered the call.
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