Rebirth Of The Moon Goddess

The Welcome Ball 2

If it were any other person saying such words, Dion would've immediately suspected his true mate to be nearby. Because such restlessness appeared in the hearts of werewolves only when their destined mates were within their vicinity.

However, it wasn't any other person that was saying such words. It was the Emperor. To be more precise, the Lykan Emperor. And as it was known to every supernatural creature in the world, any beast could have a mate, but a lykan cannot.

Such has been the case for millenniums of years and would continue to be so until the end of time.

Overbearing and domineering in their deeds while being powerful in every sense of the word, the only weakness the lykans had were their irritable and volatile temper and slow healing speed due to the lack of a true mate. Because in exchange for all the power and strength they received, the Moon Goddess had deprived lykans of a true mate to even the odds.

Dion sighed helplessly and ran a hand through his hair. "Well, don't stress about it, man. Tonight is your night and you shouldn't ruin it for yourself with unnecessary worry."

He wanted his friend to be happy, and the heavens knew, the man deserved happiness. Zeonen was too rigid in his ways and took his responsibilities seriously. In fact, he was so serious with his duties that the only time he ever went out for fun was when Dion dragged him out.

As such, if a matter was unrelated to the security and prosperity of the Eastern Empire, Zeonen wouldn't even spare an ear to eavesdrop.

And this matter of seeking an ideal empress...Dion couldn't help but view it as another matter his friend was being stubborn about because Miss Eradine failed to meet the requirements of the ideal empress in his mind.

'Surely...he wouldn't allow that to hold him back, right?'

Dion was worried Zeonen wouldn't fully embrace his soon-to-be empress because of this shortcoming. If that happened, then wouldn't trouble befall on paradise and block the rice from being cooked?

His eyes anxiously swept the corridor, before his gaze fell on a white-clothed figure gliding through a throng of people on the other side of the banister. "Look, your future mate has already arrived. It wouldn't look good for you to be occupied with something else when her eyes are desperately searching for you, right?"

Zeonen's lips twitched. He thought Dion was being ridiculous. What did his fiancé looking for him have anything to do with him? The she-wolf was mature enough to take care of herself and didn't need him to babysit her.

But of course, even though he thought that way, he didn't dare to voice his opinion. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath to regain his composure and clear his mind from unnecessary thoughts.

Just for tonight, he owed it to the woman who waited for him for more than four years to give her his entire attention.

"Alright, Beta. I'm ready." Zeonen opened his eyes, blue light flashing in their dark depths, as he clasped his hands behind his back and walked towards the stairs.

With his Beta standing on his right, Zeonen paused at the top of the sprawling golden steps and scanned the room.

Alphas quietly conversed with each other while their Betas stood a step behind them with their arms crossed and stoic expressions on their faces. Elders of the Elder Council were gathered together in a corner on his right, while the lunas of the various alphas had their heads together in what he could only perceive as a gossip exchange to his left.

The moment the numerous figures animatedly chatting in the center of the ballroom felt the powerful presence of the Lykan Emperor, all conversation died down and a hushed silence settled over the crowd.

In the next instant, as if the guests were one entity, their heads turned towards the golden stairs at the same time.

The silver light exuded by the exquisite carving of a star embracing a moon engraved in the wall behind the emperor fell on his silver hair and finely sculpted facial features, creating a halo around him that shook the female audience's hearts.

"That's Emperor Zeonen? How can someone be so otherworldly...handsome?" For lack of a better word, Haily used the word handsome to convey her turbulent emotions when her sight fell on the breathtaking appearance of the renowned Eastern Lykan Emperor.

"His future Empress is one lucky woman." Morgan agreed in a daze.

With their respective statuses of Beta and Gamma, the two she-wolves had seen many handsome men in the days back home when they were the center of attention. But a man like the emperor...

No words they could think of could even come close to describing the overwhelming beauty and majesty, nobility and grace of the man before them.

And that was just the tip of the iceberg.

As Emperor Zeonen descended the stairs, his blue-black slim-fitted suit defined his tall stature that dwarfed over all the males present, and the long blue coat studded with white diamonds held at his waist by a black belt flapped behind him in an enchanting manner.

His lean build made it hard to gauge his muscle tone, but knowing he was a lykan, no one in the hall made the mistake of doubting the existence of rippling muscles under his exquisite suit. And as he gracefully descended the golden steps, his sapphire blue eyes shone under the radiance of the bright chandeliers, and gave the audience the illusion of witnessing an immortal descend to the mortal realm.

Many females unconsciously gulped, shuffled their feet, and fanned themselves. An uncomfortable heat engulfed their bodies and made their cores throb. As if in a trance, they inconspicuously rubbed their breasts earning dark glares from their mates.

"Zeonen, you're here."

Right at this moment, a lark-like mellow voice rang out in the silent hall. Then from amidst the crowd of envious males and enamored females, a dark-haired she-wolf in a pure white dress stepped out and elegantly walked towards the Emperor.

Like a clap of thunder, her intimate call and gentle voice immediately snapped the entranced crowd back to their senses.

The she-wolf had a gentle appearance. Combined with her sophisticated aura and loving smile, she unconsciously earned the approval of the unmated males who were face lovers. And seeing their emperor's face turn gentle when the lady reached his side, even the elders on the right broke out into smiles.

"Haha...what did I say? Our Emperor and Alpha Turner's daughter are a match made in heaven. Just look at them! Don't they look compatible?" A white-haired elder boomed in laughter.

"Elder Fin is right as always. Even I have to agree that Alpha Turner's daughter is the best candidate for Empress. But we still need to find four more suitable wives with good temper for our Emperor. Controlling his Lykan will take all five she-wolves." Another elder sighed.

"The she-wolves we sent to the palace a few weeks ago are still in the guest palace. We can start from them."

The conversation of the elders wasn't hushed at all, allowing all the alphas and unmated maidens within earshot to hear.

"Four more wives? Does this mean I still have a chance to become the Emperor's wife?"

"Emperor Zeonen is so handsome and capable. Why are the elders only screening four more females? If you ask me, a few more won't do any harm?"

"Heh...Even if he gets a few more, do you think you have the qualification to be among those few?"

The females glared at each other, secretly scrutinizing their opponents or those whom they deemed possible competitors in their minds. While on the other side, the alphas' eyes flashed with calculating gleams as they took in each other. But unlike the inexperienced she-wolves, they didn't make any verbal attacks and neither did their facial expressions expose their true intentions.

From the light smiles on their faces and their amiable conversation, one would even doubt themselves and question their own character for labeling such laid-back men as calculative.

Standing in a dark corner of the ballroom away from the spotlight and chatter of the animated crowd, Max scoffed in disdain as he watched this scene.

"Just a bunch of blood-sucking leeches acting like proudful peacocks! Do they think they can fool the Emperor of the Eastern Empire with such pathetic facades?"

He said this, but his eyes were similarly drawn to the intimidating man that was the emperor. He didn't want to admit it, but he was envious and jealous of the alphas that had the opportunity to build a relationship with the lykan emperor.

The past few days in the Crescent Empire had shown Max how much he was a frog at the bottom of a well. The Setting Dawn Pack he was the alpha of when compared to the Crescent Empire, was like an ugly pebble stuck in the center of a rotting mud.

It was neither large, powerful, or prosperous, and nor was it wealthy, beautiful, or full of resources. Moreover, aside from himself and his father, there were no other powerful individuals worthy of notice.

But the Crescent Empire...powerful alphas were just the tip of the iceberg.

The Lykan Deltas, Gammas, and Betas, along with the powerful witches, elves, fairies, and faes, didn't even make an appearance yet.

And this made the arrogant, newly appointed alpha see how small and insignificant he was when placed on the real stage of power.

"Once we get the approval for the regime troop, we're leaving." He hissed to the female standing beside him.

Max didn't want to stay a moment longer in this rotten empire that made him feel like an insignificant ant!

"Maybe we should leave right now. With his status and rank, do you think that man will give us an audience?" Similarly stricken with panic at the large throng of powerful personas, Selena was more than ready to leave. She loved the beauty of the Crescent Empire but recalling the reason for their arrival in the mesmerizing dimension in the first place made it hard for her to enjoy the magical sight.

The power and authority she witnessed only made her panic. Because Selena was certain that if the Lykan Emperor gave them the regime troop Max came for, then it would only be a matter of time before they found Yusria.

No matter how capable Yusria was, Selena fully believed that a wolf-less female wouldn't have the ability to evade the intensive search of the Emperor's elite troop.

And if Yusria returned, the little spark of hope she held in her heart of winning her true mate would be completely snuffed out.

"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Selena. Get this drilled into your brain. Whether the Emperor gives us the regime troop or not, I will never give up searching for Yusria. So it's better for you not to have too much hope and prepare to welcome her with open arms." Max coldly sneered and turned his attention back to the man he was conversing with.

Dressed in a black suit and looking just as uncomfortable as Max and Selena, the couple standing across from them were surprisingly Yusria's acquaintances, or more specifically, boss and co-worker from work.

Alpha Damon and Bridgette Hamilton were accompanied by Beta Hamilton to the Crescent Empire to close an important deal. Just as it happened, they arrived just in time to participate in the festivity. And from the possessive way the alpha had his arm wrapped around the she-wolf's waist, it was obvious the two had mated.

At this moment, Alpha Damon and Luna Bridgette were both too overwhelmed by the presence of the Lykan Emperor to pay attention to the exchange of Max and Selena.

As if a dam was broken, alphas and lunas from the various eastern territories had moved forward and surrounded Zeonen and Eradine, fawning smiles and flattering words practically dripping with honey seeping out of their mouths as they ogled the two. "Haha...Your Majesty and Miss Eradine truly make a wonderful pair."

"Isn't it? I don't think I've ever seen a match as well paired as them. The Moon Goddess must've especially made you for each other."

"Haha...I'm already excited just thinking about the day of your wedding. Your Majesty, please take our family into consideration when selecting your other mates. My daughter is an excellent she-wolf with good manners and friendly disposition."

As more and more nonsense entered his ears, Zeonen couldn't help but grimace in dissatisfaction.

This is why he didn't want to take Eradine as his empress. Even when the group of lunas were openly fluttering their eyes at him and touching his arms, his future empress just stood beside him like a fool. As if oblivious to his discomfort, a wide smile adorned her gentle features while she basked in the praises.

She took no action to control the crowd, and Zeonen even doubted if she had the ability to do so.

And for the umpteenth time this night, he couldn't help but wonder.

Such a woman, was she truly fit to rule beside him as empress?