Twenty Five Years ago....
My father pushes me to marry Arthur, the King of werewolf world. I am already twenty-five and haven't found my mate yet. We are in the line of Beta but since my dad doesn't have a son, and the Beta title will be out of our bloodline, he and the King arrange my marriage. They arranged me and Arthur to become mates.
I want to disagree but my father does everything just to push me in that wedding.
I was having my visit to the nearest pack to send the invitation card of our wedding.
As soon as I step my foot on the ground, I smelled this wonderful scent. River scent with a combination of fresh orchids. My favorite.
A man steps out in the pack house and look surprised in my appearance. We look at each other. A lot of words want to come out but I cant
