Blood Marriage

I sat in my chair as I looked around at all the wolves surrounding me. I felt like a lamb amongst sheep. I shifted uncomfortably and smiled at other nobles as they greeted me. This is the first time wolves and vampires had ever been in the same room before. Though everyone was being civil, tensions were still high. My attention was refocused when a squire announced the prince's arrival. I was not Unimpressed. He was tall, tan, with chocolate brown hair and eyes. His shoulders were broad and he carried himself with pride. However he had a very arrogant aura about him that had me cringing already. He was very muscular with slicked back hair. He was dressed in a fine tailored suit that fit him quite well. His eyes landed on me and he tensed. he subtly sniffed in my direction while growling low in his throat. He made his way to me, sitting in the chair next to mine. I wore an emerald green dress that accentuated my curves and had a slit running all the way up to my thigh. Mother requested I wear it to draw his attention. Well it was working. I had simple makeup and my Fire red hair was draped in curls down my back and shoulders. My skin stood out against the dark fabric of this very risqué dress. I felt so exposed. I smiled politely at the prince, noticing his raking his gaze up and down my body. I stifled the urge to cover my self. He was putting in some effort to try and make me feel more at ease. It worked pretty well as I began to laugh more and enjoy myself. "I must say my lady," he kissed the back of my hand, "the rumors of your beauty don't do you justice." I giggled a bit. "My my. You flatter me prince." "Please, call me Aries." "Avarina." He was quite charming and was making more of an effort to impress me. He even tried to cover the scent of last nights w***e, but with her skulking around the ballroom serving us I can smell it loud and clear. The little thing even smiled at me like she'd won some sort of victory. Soon she came around to serve me more wine, bending down so that her breasts were in my face. It was then I saw a small brand on her left breast. She whispered, "I'm one of his favorite concubines. He'll never be loyal to a blood sucker like you.". She plastered on a fake smile as she walked away. Ah, that was her victory. Normally I'm above such petty things but for some reason I had to retort. Partly because a servant should never disrespect a royal or house guest but I couldn't really comprehend the other reason. I just needed to put her in her place. I got up and strolled over to her. I tapped her shoulder and waved my cup like I was asking for more wine, but only she and I could hear what I was saying. "You may his favorite "concubine" for now. But I am his queen. I am the one who gets the ring, his children, and his love for all eternity while you pray he doesn't tire of you. You old and used, where as I am new and untouched." I thrust my glass into her hands and sauntered away. "More wine wench." I snapped my fingers as I headed to my chair. The female glared at me the rest of the night while the prince and I chatted and flirted. He was nice and charming but her was also so arrogant. It annoyed me having to smell all the females he's bedded but sadly father said I can't turn this marriage down. Not when it would end this war and help our people flourish. I inwardly sighed as I smiled at him and played wife. Soon our parents stood, gathering everyones attention. "I will keep this short and simple. Tonight we celebrate the engagement of my son Aries and the princess of the vampire kingdom. The lovely Princess Avarina." Everyone cheered and I raised my glass, glancing at my mother with sad eyes. Her eyes held sorrow and sympathy, but we knew this had to happen. I swallowed my feelings down with my wine as everyone drank. "Tomorrow they wed and a treaty signed. Long may we never war again." Again everyone cheered and drank. Suddenly I smelled a familiar tangy smell. I had my belly coiling and my panties dampening. My pupils slitted as I went into hunt mode. I searched for the smell, finding the prince had cut his hand showing off his new sword. He was surrounded by shameless females that giggled and twirled their har around their fingers. When I approached, they sneered. "Of course. She smelled blood and came running. How typical." I ignored her and our eyes met. "You are injured?" His nostrils flared and he tensed. "I It is just a cut." the annoying female spoke again. "Uh excuse me?" She female shoved my shoulder, but before I could register what was going on, the prince had her against the wall by the throat. "The next time you put your hands on my mate I will end your pathetic life. She is here to stop the war that killed your father and her brother." He let her go and she scurried off into the crowd. I chose to ignore the comment about being his mate given his blood was like a sirens song to me. He seemed to take note of my reactions, slowly backing me to a wall like a predator. "Excuse me." I hurried back to my chair, embarrassed because I knew everyone could smell our desire for each other. Gods this was going to be a long night. I found my self excited for the wedding and the after part. What was happening to me? After the ball, I was lead to a large grand bedroom and readied for bed. I climbed beneath the sheets and sighed. Tomorrow was the day I became someones wife and the war ended. I drifted off that night wandering what eternity was going to be like with the wolf prince.