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HARRY'S  POV

"Why am I not surprised?" My hands were crossed around my chest.

"This is a necessary evil Harry!" My father could sense the spite-laced rebellion in my voice.

"Necessary evil. Or just a group of people wanting to control every bit of my life." Memories flushed into my head.

Throwing me first into some school for strong supernatural bullies and now getting me to marry a girl from that the Tigers Clan. Known for their cruelty and weird traditions 

Not even caring if I was okay with it. Not even seeking my opinion. Not even realizing that I do not like ladies and could never love her.

If I didn't stop it now, it was going to become an endless loop.

At least I deserved even the slightest bit of happiness tossed my way.

"I'm sorry Dad. But if there's anything I have learned. I will not be used by anyone." My feet were around walking away from the room.

"You will not walk away from me Harry." Only when my father shouted at me from behind did I stop and chuckle?

"I already did." With those words, I stormed out.

 I hated the fact that we were so weak and had to make such terrible decisions to protect ourselves from other powerful Clans.

I wanted to be strong. Strong enough to protect my Clan without needing the help from anyone. 

I strolled through the boundaries to clear my head when I heard a scream, a young boy had been attacked by a werecayote. 

It was a weak breed so I quickly roared, the sound of which scared him away. Our clan might be weak but I was still a royalty with an Alpha bloodline. 

The injured were-dog quickly scrammed off after a brief thanks, still frightened by the near-death experience.

This was the beginning of the war and it was already sipping into our clan.

Was I being selfish to sacrifice my happiness for the overall good of everyone in the Clan? These attacks were just the beginning of a dark evil that was to come.

And as selfish as my father's proposal was, it was the only way to protect our Clan from any other further troubles.

"I knew you would be back." My father announced triumphantly immediately after I stepped my feet into his room with my hands still clenched tightly.

"The faster the possible Dad. Let's get on with this and put everyone's mind at peace." I finalized.

*******

The day that would seal my fate finally came. Our halls were already prepared while I stayed in my room.

I wasn't ready to do too much with the big stuffy suits, so I wore my grey pants and white shirt. It was just my introduction and not my wedding day or sale of day.

Was a little bit nervous as I remained in the room, for their decision to be finalized and for me to be called.

In a few moments, I was called into the bargaining room to sign the final agreement between both families.

Immediately I stepped into the room, a familiar, I could see the disdain that laced even the eyes of the punky guards that were around.

There was something wrong. However with my thoughts scattered all over the place, I could barely place my hands on what exactly it was.

My eyes fell on the center of attraction in the room. Princess Aurora. Immediately our eyes crossed paths, she sneered deeply.

She didn't also want this union. Dragged just like I had been like a sheep that was about to be slaughtered.

Then, a familiar scent caught my nostrils. One that drowned my mind in memories, as I looked up, tracing this scent.

Now I got what was wrong. The scent, they weren't Tigers but Dragon. And that wasn't princess Aurora but princess Helena, the renowed beauty from the Dragon Clan.

My body stiffened coupled with a mix of hate, rage, and fear, storming through my being and causing me to shudder.

Rotten Soul shot that smirk at me, waving slightly as his lips carved out words that only I could hear 

"Guess we meet again. My little bitch."