Zane.
As soon as the words leave my lips, cheers erupt from the crowd and the b***h beside me smiles in delight.
My father looks relieved and the woman on his arm, I can't tell.
"You may now claim your bride, Prince Zane," The seer announces, and I feel disgusted. This must be my dad's plan.
He wants me to mark her in front of everyone because he knows I will never do that after this. My mark belongs only to one person.
Speaking of the one person, I smell her. My eyes hurriedly scan the crowd but I can't find her.
However, her voice softly speaks in my mind and I wonder how she is able to do that when my wolf is unresponsive.
'Please, don't.' My heart skips at that gentle voice. That is hope for me. A huge f*****g hope that gives me the urge to fight.
'Where are you?' I hurriedly a
