His Irresistible Sassy Luna

Ryan’s POV “You shouldn’t be doing this.” A masculine voice advised. “I’m fine.” I said dismissively. “A good attribute of a great leader is to know when to stop.” He insisted. I scoffed. “Good thing I'm not a leader.” I said sarcastically and continued to practice my swordsmanship as if he weren’t there. I saw him give orders to the guard who accompanied him from the corner of my eyes and he returned half a minute later with a sword. “Spar with me.” He ordered. I rolled my eyes and charged at him but as soon as our swords clashed he somehow managed to maneuver the sword from my grip and flung it a few meters away. I grunted angrily as his sword was now pointed at my neck. “You lost.” He declared triumphantly. “You always get what you want, it’s no big deal.” I said nonchalantly. I yanked my training armour away from my body and threw it at the guard. “I’ll go back first.” I said and did a little bow. “It’s for your own good Ryan.” “If you cared about my wellbeing you wouldn’t withhold my birthright on the grounds of finding a mate.” I said bitterly. “It will all be over tonight Ryan." “Okay, Father.” I gave him one final look and then exited the place. I went straight to my chamber and melted out my frustration on the maid waiting on me. All my life I’ve been training hard and doing everything I should in preparation of being a terrific Alpha and when the time finally came my Father decided I wouldn’t be getting the title or throne if I didn’t have my mate beside me. I thought it was a joke but he insisted and after much pressure I gave in and arranged an exquisite ball for tonight. I went to the washroom and angrily scrubbed off the imaginary dirt from my body. I relaxed my tensed muscles in the huge human-sized container of water and felt a familiar touch on my bare skin. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel and my body shuddered as I felt a wet kiss trail down my shoulders. My eyes flew open and I reached out and pulled the petit figure closer to me and fully engulfed her lips in a kiss. “You taste delicious.” I commented, breaking the kiss to give her a chance to catch her breath. She chuckled as I eyed her and she straightened up. I reached out and drew her back once more and kissed her more deeply than before. My wet hand roamed her body freely and I cupped her breast with my left hand causing her to let out a soft moan, I was about to delve even deeper when she pulled away. “ We have guests waiting, get ready.” She drawled. I growled as I was already aroused. “The ceremony can wait.” I growled. “But the throne can’t, we’ll have all the time in the world to do this much later Ryan” She whispered. “I love you Zara, I can’t wait for the goddess to endorse us tonight.” I replied rather impatiently . “Until then my love, go with the plan.” She said seductively and blew me a kiss. I watched as she walked out of the washroom and I couldn’t get my mind off her. An hour later I was fully dressed and my father made it his sole responsibility to come lecture me on how important the ball was and I endured the torture for half an hour before he left. The ball started much earlier that night as the moon shone brightly in the sky. I peeped from my room’s window down at the venue and could see vividly, tons of werewolves already enjoying the ball and getting familiar. I sighed and began to make my way down there before my father decides to pay me another visit. The moment I arrived there all eyes were turned on me and the attentions of all young maidens were on me. I saw the jealous look the men gave me and I smiled at Zara who stood at a far corner. I released my wolf aura which was impossible to resist and began to walk among the crowd and determined to reach Mel who was now surrounded by men who were attracted to her beauty. My wolf growled slowly in my head and I smiled thinking it was due to Mel but the ladies soon clustered around me requesting that I pick them, I got irritated by them and growled which made them make room. My nose suddenly caught a heavenly scent and I followed the scent only to stand face-to-face with an alluringly beautiful but petit and weak woman. Her round face made her look weak and childish while her mouth was stuffed with food. She almost choked as she stared at me. The sight of her repulsed me but the scent became more concentrated and my wolf decided to announce that she was my mate; I had an irresistible urge to take her right there. ‘Is this a joke?’ I scoffed. For a moment I was lost in the calmness her eyes bore but then I caught sight of Mel and came back to my senses. “You’re my mate.” She muttered, nonchalantly and I instantly covered her mouth with my palm, afraid someone might hear us. She bit me and I moved away, glaring daggers at her. “I reject you as my mate.” I said without blinking. I felt my wolf howl inside of me in disagreement as a wave of pain hit me, my breath hitched for a moment and everything was vague. The pain was overwhelming and petrifying but I wanted to mask it, my blood churned, afraid of revealing my weakness as my wolf whimpered even loudly, I turned to leave, my steps heavier than usual. “Don’t even think of begging me, you can never be my mate.” I said brutally, in an attempt to lessen the pain I was feeling. Her eyes became watery and her expression turned sour. She opened her mouth to speak but she choked instead and hit her chest with a hand. I made to leave once more but she stopped me, I was about to growl at her but got shocked instead. “I reject you as well.” She said calmly and spat the remnant of whatever she was eating on me, turned around and walked away.