Keiran
I never thought I would ever marry for love. As a prince, I knew my fate, and my duties. I had seen my ancestors reject the mate bond if it didn't suit them at the time and move on. I always knew I would choose a mate most suitable for the Crown but turns out, for me it was neither.
Depressing thoughts circle me as I sit in my room after that whole fiasco regarding me preferring to marry Lady Kathleen.
Why am I so weak when my ancestors were so strong?
My great grandfather sentenced his mate to death because she was a peasant girl, and a few ministers knew about it. He was about to be crowned King and it was widely speculated among the Kingdom that the wolves will have a peasant omega werewolf for a Queen, and it resulted in a few protests from Alphas demanding that he abdicate
