His To Claim

First Meeting

"Fret not, Sabrina. Everything will be fine," her father assured her. She listened to his father and tried to calm her racing nerves. But instead of settling down, her heartbeat kicked up a notch.

Her wolf started pacing restlessly. There was something in the air of the ballroom that triggered her wolf. She was jumping up and down, attempting to tear through her.

"What is happening?" Sabrina muttered under her breath, confused as she propelled her feet forward.

A scent hit her like an avalanche when she crossed the threshold of the hall.

A scent, so intoxicating, so addicting. She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with that delicious scent.

Mint and Pine!

Her senses got overwhelmed by the fragrance.

Her wolf howled in exultation as though she had gotten the world. She forced her to look around.

Sabrina's eyes darted across the hall in search of something. What, she doesn't know.

But soon she realizes.

Air knocks out of her lungs when her eyes catch the sight of him. The man standing by the table.

Mate..Mate..Mate

Her wolf chanted like a madman as she stared at her mate with a shocked expression.

.......

Her heart stopped when she saw him. The world she had grown up admiring suddenly lost its appeal when her eyes fell on the man who was her mate. The first thing about him that arrested her attention was his amber eyes. They were not looking at her and even then she reckoned the intensity they held. There was no mistaking the ferocity they carried. She was already lost.

Butterflies burst in her stomach as she took in his well-chiseled face. He was handsome with his Raven hair that was swept back into a bun. Thick dark eyebrows, adding to his s*x appeal. Pointed nose, making him look even more attractive. And plumpy pink lips that must taste like cherry. The beard, hiding his edge-cutting jawline, gave a feral touch to his rugged look.

He is handsome in every sense of the word. But that was not it. He also carried an air of danger around him. The amber burning in his eyes suggested just how threatening could her mate get if he wanted. The realization sent a delicious current down her spine. He looked lethal in an alluring way.

Her heart fluttered when she zoomed out and observed how tall he was. He must be 6 ''5' or something. He owned the body of a Greek god. She gulped back the fire of lust when her eyes roved over his well-defined torso. Although covered with clothes, she could see how amazingly built this man was.

Her curious eyes immediately darted up when the mysterious man started laughing over something his companion said. Her stomach did a backflip as she noticed how his orbs lit up with mirth. The rich sound of his laughter, caused heat to pool in her core.

"Sabrina...Come let me introduce you to the group of royals," her father escorted her towards her mate.

Sabrina nodded, still reeling from the shock of having a mate.

What luck she got. She found him when she was going to be given away to the future alpha king.

Wait. What if he was the future Alpha King? He did look like a royal. A king in making, nonetheless.

Her hopes hiked up as the thought infiltrated her innocent mind.

He was closer with every step she took. Her heart was thumping violently against her chest. She had been reduced into a bundle of nerves by just one look of her mate.

Her brows creased in confusion when a question hit her right after. Why hadn't he smelled her scent yet? How was his wolf so calm? Why wasn't he looking as restless as she was?

He didn't even bat an eye when Sabrina joined their group along with her father.

"Elijah," her mate darted his gaze to her father who was wearing a warm smile.

"meet my daughter and the descendent of the moon goddess, Sabrina," he gestured towards her. Her breath hitched when Elijah's orbs traveled to meet hers.

Her wolf started howling when their eyes met for the first time. His amber orbs staring deep into her blue ones, blazing an unquenchable fire within her.

The air surrounding her charged up with excitement. She watched him with anticipation. With bated breath, she waited for him to claim her by pulling her into his strong arms and kissing her passionately.

She had seen male werewolves doing that with their mates.

"Please to see you, lady Sabrina. I am Elijah," Elijah said with a polite smile and gave her a curt nod, bringing her back from her daydreams.

Sabrina's brow kneaded in confusion. Why was he behaving so formally? Didn't he recognize her? But how was that possible?

Elijah was watching her expectantly, waiting for her to respond to his words but she couldn't.

"Cyrus couldn't come as he had some alpha duties to follow and that's why he has sent me to protect you till we reach the capital," he explained formally.

The only thing that made sense to her was that he wasn't the Alpha King. And he wasn't bothered in the slightest that his mate was being tied to someone else.

The realization crashed down on her like a thunder. Her heart broke into million pieces. She got rejected.

Is he acting? Because that's impossible for a werewolf to not recognize their mate. They can filter out their scent out of thousands of scents.

Is her sight repulsing him? Or is it because he doesn't want to cross his king? Why was he pretending?

His ignorance was disturbing her to no end. Her wolf wanted her mate. She was dying to feel his warmth. She was on edge, attempting to claw her way out and claim her mate. His cold behavior was distressing her.

Her tongue darts out to moisten her lower lip. Elijah's eyes keenly followed her innocent act that incited not so innocent urges inside him. Something akin to passion flickers in his eyes that gave her hope.

"You don't.....recognize me?" she asks him. Anxiety clawed it's way up her throat as she waited for his response.