Prologue

She was standing in the hall, it was the prince’s 18th birthday, and he was going to find his mate, the pack’s Luna, and the queen of the entire white werewolf race.

All Alphas and Lunas from every other pack were there to

give their blessings.

It was the first time she peeked at him like that and

studied his features. He was 6ft, 3 inches, and lean muscular. He had deep blue

eyes and handsome facial features with jet-black hair falling upon his forehead.

She had always hated him because he was a spoiled prince

who does not give a damn about anyone but himself.

She was already feeling sympathy for his mate. Who will

it be? Maybe a bitch among thousands of his flings, who knows? He slept with

every beautiful girl in the pack, that’s his taste; he was tremendously sexist

and always cares about beauty. At Least that was her contemplation of him.

His father Alpha Peter, the current Alpha of the River-stone

the pack, he would announce his coronation if he found his mate today.

Everyone was excited. She hated such gatherings; she

desired to sit in her room and read some books and listen to some music instead

of getting bored there.

A lot of girls were excited to be his mate. He was

looking at the crowd expressionlessly. His eyes met hers, but he did not change

his expressions, he was looking at her arrogantly. She rolled her eyes in

another universe and started looking away.

There were only 2 minutes left and it was almost

midnight. The full moon was glowing in the sky. 

An important night for werewolves where they could feel more devoted towards the moon Goddess. 

He seemed bored while girls were trying to please him. He

was looking at Althea, continuously while she was avoiding his gaze.

“Why does he have to play in the staring competition with

me?” she thought, annoyed. He turned and walked away.

Two minutes had passed and now he was 18, if his mate was

here, he should find her automatically; his wolf could recognize his other half

now.

But he was not there now and he was nowhere to be found.

“Where on the planet the jerk has gone?” she thought

angrily, she wanted to go home soon. But then she felt her wolf being alert.

Every werewolf got their inner wolf to whom they could talk.

“What is Lilly?” she asked her wolf.

“Mate, Mate is here,” her wolf said impatiently.

“What?” she said, shocked.

Lilly took over her body, something wolves could do by

suppressing the consciousness of their human. Now Lilly got control of Althea’s

body while Althea took Lily’s place inside her head. She started looking in the

crowd. Just then he came back with his usual expressions, arrogant, cold, rude.

“It’s him, look, it’s him,” said Lilly excitedly.

She was about to run towards him, when she heard a mind

link, “Stay where you are, if you come any closer I will reject you right

here,” It was him, his mind linked her harshly.

Lilly felt her bones go numb. A word rejection is the worst

even than death for a wolf.

He turned to the crowd, “Looks like my mate is not here,

as I am unable to find her today, so we will delay the coronation” he said keeping his face impassive, and turned to leave.

Lilly gives control to Althea again. “Lilly? Are you

okay?” she asked but her wolf remained silent.

“Lilly, please say something, ″ she asked concerned.

“He is our mate and you heard what he said,” said Lilly

sadly.

“Yeah, I heard him Lilly and it hurts,” she said sadly to

her wolf.

“Take me away please,” Lilly said in a broken voice, and

then she left the ceremony walking slowly towards her home. His phone was

ringing; he turned his head and looked at her and then he answered the call.