The Sovereign

Otis POV.

It’s being three days since I returned from the human village and I’m yet to see my father. Right now, I’m feeling a bit anxious as I continued to walk down the long corridor leading to the throne room, right where I knew he would be.

The throne room happens to be my least favorite part of the palace. I have nothing but only memories of my father reprimanding or barking his damn orders at me to be carried out. I can still remember a particular event where he made me whipped a human maid for spilling wine at him even though it was a silly mistake.

The damage I was forced to cause to her bare back that day still hunted me and because I couldn’t get more than a few lashes as compared to what he ordered, my father think me to be a weakling hence his need for sending me to the human village to prove myself.

I can already imagine his reaction when I tell him that which he thought he had completely wiped out is still existing and even more living under his roof now. I wonder what he will think of me then but knowing my father, I doubt he will let Iris see the next day. He'd kill her on the very spot and I don’t think I’m ready to see her go just yet.

 I mean, not while we are starting to have so much fun proving what she is and what she believe herself to be. Iris is so naïve to think that she is a vegetarian. Joke of the century I must admit.

I sighed deeply, pushing his thought out of my mind as my eyes narrowed back at the grand oak doors sitting at the end of the hall. The damn doors seem to get farther and farther away with each step I take towards it.

After what seem like forever, just walking down the hallway, I finally made it to the door where two guards were posted, one of either side of the door. At my presence, they both bow respectfully before opening the door and I walked through and immediately feeling the shift in the air around me.

My eyes narrowed back at my father rigid posture on his throne, his dark and calculating eyes also taking in my appearance. I walked further and stood before my father and bow deeply, my knee touching the well polished floor.

“Your Majesty” I said respectfully.

“Rise” his voice rang out across the room with authority and I found myself letting out a breath before straightening back on my feet until I was looking at my father again.

“Took you long enough to come see your own father” he accused and I almost rolled my eyes at him.

“I’m sorry Father but I was making sure the new merchandise are properly dispatched to the various Betas and Deltas in needs” I explained calmly.

“That’s good but I don’t think it’s your job to do that. Instead of busying yourself with unnecessary things, assign them to someone else and come see me. I have far more pressing things I would like to discuss with you” He said, his tone just as annoyed.

“I’m sorry, I will keep that in mind” 

When he said nothing else, I figured it'd be best if I left. “I beg to take my leave now if that is all, Father”

I bow and turned to walk away but halted at his voice.

“Wait. I’m not finished yet” The sovereign said before continuing, “like I said before, I have been speaking with Beta Locksley of Zika tribe and we have both agreed for you to mate with his daughter”

The hair at the back of my neck stood on edge at the words rushing out of his mouth but my gaze remained impassive, just waiting for him to finish. After a short pause, he continued, “I know you and the girl in question are already acquainted in the past so it shouldn’t be much of a problem. You just need to spend time together again and rekindled whatever you two had before. In three days, she will be arriving the palace so get ready to welcome her”

“I’m sorry Father but is this girl you speak of, Vena Locks?”

He arched a brow at me but gave a nod to my question either way and confirming my suspicion as well.

Vena Locks is coming to the palace? And what’s more? To be mated to me? Hell no. That can never happen. I mean, just the thought that my father could even think her to be mated to me makes my blood run cold.

Has he gone mad? Maybe he has but good thing I’m still in my right senses and over my dead body would I allow myself to be mingled with that nasty woman. Never ever would I allow it.

With balled fist, I spoke up once again. “with due respect, your Majesty but I do not wish to be mated to Vena or anyone else for that matter”

My father only raised a single brow at me, his hand gripping the edge of his seat rather tightly. “And why is that, Otis?”

“I do not think she is right for me, father “ I explained calmly, hoping it’s enough to convince him but instead, I heard him laugh out loud. The sound harsh and rather unexpected.

“it does not matter if she is right for you or not. The point is, she is from a long line of Betas and with all I have been told about her, she will be a great partner and a great Luna someday and it will be in your best interest if you see it as such”

Now I see, it's all politics to him. He get to decide who sit beside me as long as it suit his idea of what should be not what has to be.

“But father “ I began slowly, my eyes narrowing to meet his intimidating ones head on, “I am not interested in getting to know her”

I watched his eyes narrowed further into slit, his mouth forming a thin grim line, “If I don’t know you better, I would say you already found someone you want to mate with, is that it?”

His question was unexpected, causing my heart to skip an unhealthy beat. The only look on his face was that of suspicion and what’s better than confirming all of it.

“Yes father, that’s correct” I mumbled under my breath and my father’s eyes lit up almost immediately.

“Ah, I see. Well then, whoever that person is, you must bring her to me” He held up a finger before I could protest, “Do not urge with me on this. While I’m your father, I am also your King Alpha and that means you have to obey me above all else, understood?” He said in his Alpha voice and I was forced to agree.

“Yes, your Majesty” I said and bow low once more.

“Excellent. Now you can go” He said, dismissing me with a wave of his hand.

With clenched fist and a raging storm inside my mind, I turned and exited the room with only one question in mind.

Where in the world am I going to find someone to pass off to my father as my chosen in such short notice. Just where.

Darn it.