Rejected by the Prince, Claimed by the Alpha
The Elder’s word echoed in the ballroom, and for a moment, no one dared to move or even say anything.
I stared at the both of them still holding each other’s hands, and the silver mark on my wrist burned painfully.
Anger and disgust flickered across his face for a second, before it landed properly.
He broke the silence in the ballroom and demanded, “what do you mean by that?”
The oldest Elder fixed both hands on his staff and smiled brightly, “what you don’t know is that, the sacred bond can’t disappear just because you dislike it”.
I am the crown prince of this kingdom, I have made my choice and that’s final” Rowan yelled in a thunderous voice that echoed across the ballroom.