The Mate Who Said "Why Her?"

"What the fuck? Why her?"

His voice echoed through the silent hall.

Hundreds of mocking eyes turned toward Anais.

Her Destined mate was staring at her like she was dirt stuck to his shoe.

Chapter 1

Anais balanced the tray carefully on one hand. She tried to ignore the eyes on her,

“Look at her. Isn't there something else she could wear?”

“Why does she have to wear a dress that tight?”

“She likes showing off her boobs. I bet she's just trying to get attention.”

The voices continued maliciously. Anais glanced down at her dress subtly. It was not that she wanted to show off her boobs. The dress was a size too small and the chest area was uncomfortable and very tight.

She sighed and quickened her pace.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw another lady, stumbling with a tray in her hand. She zoomed forward, reached out, and helped steady the tray.

The lady blinked up at Anais. “T-thank you.” She said. Anais' eyes flashed in surprise. Then she smiled and continued on her way.

“Careful there. You don't want her eating off the floor like last time.” Someone said behind them and they all burst out laughing.

Anais bit her lips, finally arriving at her table. She set her tray down and looked around. Her parents and beloved sister sat all the way to the front while she sat alone at the back.

Unfortunately for Anais, those girls from earlier settled at a table away from her. Anais sat up straighter.

They were her sister's closest friends and so they hated her.

“Did you hear the alpha of the Bluemoon pack will arrive with his sons today?”

“Oh my gosh really?” another one gushed. Her hand flew to cover her mouth.

“Yes! I heard the sons are going to be choosing their partners soon.”

“Oh my gosh! Check my hair! make up!! How do I look?”

“Relax girl. Even if you look good they wouldn't even look your way. They are high up in the sky while we are a little above the ground.” Another one sighed helplessly.

“Alpha of BlueMoon pack.” Anais mused.

She had heard of them. They were notorious for their immense power and wealth.

In her deep thoughts, Anais didn't notice that her hand was curling around her hair. One of the girls saw this and scoffed.

“Even if we don't have a chance, it can never be an ugly fat girl like you.” She rolled her eyes at Anais.

Anais paused. Her eyebrows furrowed.

“Oh hey, guys. Don't talk to my sister that way. She has....the most beautiful soul.” A figure approached them. They all turned to see a tall, brunette.

Anais blushed at her sister's choice of words.

“Oh hey, Fiona. We were just telling your sister that the Alpha of the blue moon pack was coming.” one of the girls said.

Fiona took a seat beside Anais even when there was an extra seat at the girls' table.

“Oh really?”

Her sister, Fiona, was everyone’s favorite. Not only was she “nice” and “intelligent” she was also very pretty.

Anais tuned out the discussion around her, she pulled the tray in front of her and began picking at the food.

Suddenly there was a commotion around her. She looked up to see a tall figure approaching them. The other girls began arranging their dresses as the figure grew closer.

Anais' eyes met those of the figure but only for a split second before he looked away with a subtle raise of his lips. Her heart sped up.

He was Damian. The pack's Beta.

He was every girl's dream. Tall, handsome, lean but muscular. He was gentle and smiled a lot.

That was one of the reasons Anais had a crush on him. Her heartbeat sped up when she noticed that he was approaching her table although his eyes never fell on her again.

“Hello ladies,” he said as soon as he got to their table.

“Maria, Gloria, Serena….” he called all the ladies by their names. When it got to her, she sucked in her breath, her eyes shining.

He hesitates.

“Uh…Sorry, what's the name? he said, flashing her a gentle smile. The dimple on his left chin dazzled her eyes.

Anais voice softened instinctively as she replied.“It's Ana—”

“And Fiona.” Damian interrupted her, he took her fiona's hand. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on it. All the ladies swooned. He was a typical Prince Charming.

Anais blushed in embarrassment.

The party went on and Damian went on to greet other tables. Everyone talked in pairs, Anais sipped her wine.

Midnight arrived. Slowly, she began to feel strange. She grew increasingly hotter. She raised her hand to fan herself. Her wolf in her head got up and began to pace.

She felt it then, a sharp pull against her ribs, and then heat.

She froze where she sat. Realising what was going on, her hands tightened around her dress.

Anais had one rule.

Never let anyone perceive her scent for more than five seconds. If they did, she would be in danger.

But it was too late to stop it now.

Her scent spilled out and into the surrounding air. Anais prayed no one would notice but that was impossible.

The people around her stopped one by one, and they began sniffing, their noses in the air. Conversation halted.

“Do you smell that?”

“What's that scent?”

To make matters worse, the scent grew stronger and stronger, reaching far and wide, all corners of the hall.

The music stopped, and the pack leaders at the front all got up.

“I've never—” one started but stopped.

“Whose scent is that?”

“Its...I've never smelt anything so divine before.” another one whispered.

Just when she was looking for an escape route, Anais noticed someone in the corner of her eye. She turned to see Damain sniffing the air taking one involuntary step first, then another. She stopped.

He began moving towards her, his eyes closed as he followed the scent. “Mate,” he growled.

The crowd gasped. The ladies around gritted their teeth in jealousy for whoever the scent belonged to. The crowd parted automatically for him.

Anais couldn't move.

She was nervous.

‘Was it her? Was she his mate?’

Her heart sped up in anticipation and also in fear at that thought. Her hands clenched the corner of her dress. She tries her best to keep the smile from slipping. She wanted to squeal, jump, and dance.

She had forgotten about her rule. All that went through her mind was:

" The moon goddess really loved her. Her crush was about to become her mate. She could finally leave her home where everyone looked down on her. When she joins him and becomes the mate of a beta, people will start to treat her right."

Anais noticed people whispering. Damian’s path led directly towards her. The scent was also coming from her.

The men around her sniffed greedily. Their wolves pranced around crazily in their heads. The scent was unique. There was something addictive about it. If not for the setting they would have likely pounced on her.

One stepped forward. His mouth wide and drool slipped out of the corner as he stared at Anais with bright eyes.

The ladies gathered together, their faces twisted in envy. They whispered about how lucky she was.

“That ugly slut, I know she did this on purpose.”

That sentence was like cold water dumped on her head.

“Thats right. How could she be his mate?”

Then Damian stopped. Right in front of her.

“Mate,” he muttered with a smile before opening his eyes.

For a moment he just stared. As if his mind was trying to process what was happening. Then the realisation hit him.

His face twisted.

His brows pulled together. His lips pulled upwards not in surprise or happiness.

But in disgust.

“What the fuck?”

He was loud, but his voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Why her?”

It was the same as being struck by lightning. Anais froze. Everyone froze.