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❝I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.❞
-Cassandra Clare
(Clockwork Prince)

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Chapter 1
Avalynn Johnson

"We are here." My father called out. I observed the surroundings through the window and a magnificent palace came into the view.

I opened my car door and stepped outside of the vehicle that my father drove. The palace's exterior was simply riveting if I must say. Very fancy and well designed for it was the council's very own residence. Though, I couldn't help but feel the power that it radiates.

Snapping out it, my father called my name to catch my attention. They motioned me to move along so following their ways; my family entered the authentic Victorian doors.

I felt as if something's about to happen tonight. Somehow, I feel agitated. Even my wolf feels anticipation of what's to come.

Inside the party, superiors from different packs were present in the room. This is why I was distracted earlier for I had felt the powerful auras emitting from the room.

Some of the higher ranking wolves effectively showcase their positions, rankings, and radiate their power so they could earn respect from fellow wolves.

But I don't care about that. I don't even know why I came here.

Searching for our place, I immediately spotted the long table that was reserved for my pack. The Beta, Gamma, and their families were already seated in place.

We were, after all, at the werewolf council's domain and they reserved a nice seat for us.

They always had the reputation for making their guests feel welcomed.

Then again, this was also my first time going here — unlike my brother. Every year, the higher ups would throw a large gathering where people with higher rankings are forced to attend. They do this so they could discuss, plan, or announce something. It was like the summit of the gods but in this case, it was for us, werewolves.

I usually don't attend these kind of gatherings and my parents are okay with that too, since they would just bring my brother, Aiden. He is the soon to be Alpha of our pack after all.

The only reason why I agreed to attend this social gathering was because my father, the current Alpha of my pack, insisted that I came and experience what a formal werewolf assembly looks like.

Though, I still don't know why I agreed because I am not entitled to be the next Alpha or anything at all. My brother will be the one to inherit the Alpha position once he finds his mate. As of now, he has no luck for he hasn't found the one yet.

A bell rang.

Everyone was asked to sit down for a moment. I decided to take a seat beside my father's Beta. Although we weren't close, it was fine because I'd rather be here than in another pack's table.

I greeted everyone politely before turning my head to the direction of the bell heard. My father told me it was a way for the council to call everyone's attention.

As you can see, my father educated me a lot before going here. He said that I needed to behave properly and show my morals.

My gaze then went to the higher up's thrones.

They were seated on their respective ceremonial chairs, on top of the stage, and were dressed in their exotic robes. You can practically see and feel the power that they emit.

Nobody, besides the moon goddess, can be as powerful as these old men. They are after all, from old age, coming from an ancient bloodline. The were like the descendants of the very first werewolves. Meaning, they also have been alive for how many centuries now.

"Packs of America, welcome to our domain!" An old man with the red robe said.

I am guessing that he is one on the council members.

"Please, enjoy the merrymaking and carry on mingling with other pack members. We will announce the things that we will all discuss later."

Mingle? Please, I don't even know anyone here but my pack members. And I'd rather not get acquainted at all. I might as well get comfy and stay in this seat for the long run.

After they spoke, everyone applaud and I could see that a lot of people were standing up from their chairs. I'm guessing, to chat and socialize with other packs.

Ah, so this is how you make connections and pack treaties.

I saw my father get up from his seat and went forward to chat with the Beta of the Stone Bridge pack. How odd.

Like I said, I have never really attended one of these assemblies before so I don't know anyone.

Observing the guests, I couldn't help but thought that everyone was getting acquainted tonight.

I sank back to my seat. Feeling bored already, these kinds of gatherings are so not my style. I'd rather be at home asleep or celebrate the awesome parties that my friend throws every year. These people will be shocked to see how we party back at home.

The waiter came to serve me an alcoholic beverage in which I quickly drank. Yes, I am allowed to do so because werewolves have high alcohol tolerance -which we completely enjoy.

Well, since I am already here in this get-together, I might as well make things worth my wait.

Whilst downing another drink, I felt someone gazing at me. I know it's somewhat like cliche but their scorching gazes, burn holes across my back.

I didn't even dare to turn around to face the person. I tried ignoring it but it suddenly got heated here.

Is it just me or is it truly getting warm in here?

Damn, this is uncomfortable. Why the hell did I even agree to attend this? I hated the feeling of someone - who I don't know - looking at me.

I'd rather be at home, reading books to my delight.

But still, I felt the burning stare down my back from earlier. It somehow prickled my skin.

You know that feeling when someone is looking at you but you don't know who or where they come from? That is what I am feeling right now and I feel very anxious; same goes with my wolf.

We're practically one.

The gaze gave me strange tingles that had my wolf burn with curiosity.

Fighting for control, my inner wolf forced me to turn around and check who has been watching me.

As I did what my wolf wanted, my eyes locked on a handsome, fine man.

I immediately tensed.

My wolf was calling out to this man and I can't seem to stop her from doing so.

I gazed into his eyes and realized who he was in my wolf's eyes.

Mate.

I was still tensed and immobile when I perceive what had happened.

I could not believe this! My eyes widened in shock.

I found my mate!

A mate!

I never thought going to a very dull, uninteresting event would change my life! More so, to meet my other half!

The question is, does he accept the bond?

I guess I wasn't the only one that's surprised since it was obviously etched on his handsome features.

He, whoever he is, surely knows how attractive he is.

I inspected him from head to toe and was pleased with what I saw. His dark mane simply brings out his mysterious grey eyes. The man's cheekbones and jaw was very well defined too. It was so sharp that it could have cut me to pieces. What I'm trying to say was that his masculine features where carved similar to the Greek gods!

Then his body clad suit came into my view. I am positively sure, beneath that entire suit are tight, strong, muscles that made his body very appealing and sexy.

I snapped out of it and concluded,

He was simply striking.

A blush graced my cheeks when I realized that he caught me staring.

Goodness gracious, I must have looked like a fish, stupidly gawking at him.

One thing I can say was that I couldn't help it! My wolf and I was probably shocked to have bonded with an appealing man. Every inch of him is perfect!

My wolf was very pleased with what she saw.

I met his stare again and his piercing grey eyes seemed to harden.

I looked at him perplexed. Why was he looking at me like that?

Have I done something wrong? My mate was looking at me with the look that I will only give my nemesis. Eyes filled with resentment. I just stared in confusion.

He broke our gaze and walked away from the party.

Should I follow him?

I don't know why, but I could tell that in those moments of looking, he was goading me to follow him.

So in the end, I did.

I wanted to talk to him for a moment and find out who he is. My feet carried outside those Victorian doors, where his scent led me to the palace's gardens.

Where is he now?

I was walking near the forest, simply trying to find my mate till I was pinned to the tree.

I gasped in shock for I felt the sparks, ignited through my body.

My mate. It's him.

Frankly, I felt content when his body came in contact with mine. I loved every second of it.

"Mate." I sighed softly.

I felt so relax and at ease with his spicy scent enveloping me. It feels good to be pressed up against him like this. I never thought that it would be this pleasurable, like all the mated females say.

Though what he said made my blood froze.

"You are not my mate."

My eyes snapped to his and all I could see was the coldness of his gaze. What do you mean not his mate? Does he not feel the Sparks like I do? Does he not feel the heat? The bond between us?

It's impossible! Surely, he feels it too!

"What? I'm your mate. I felt it!" I croaked, confused to what he said.

He is mine and I know it. What makes him think differently?

"Well, I don't think so. I have felt nothing but dislike from the moment I saw you." He bit back harshly.

What is he trying to say?

"What do you mean? Please tell why you're ignoring this bond between us." I whispered.

Why are you so harsh as well? I wanted to ask but bit my tongue back, refraining from doing so. Why is he like this?

"There is no us." He said deeply.

"I don't want a mate. I never had nor wished for one."

My gut twisted and I felt sick to the core. This escalated quickly. He must have thought that I was a burden to him or something.

I know it's a petty but I almost wanted to cry from his words. It just pierced through my heart like a dagger.

I never expected meeting my mate today, just to find out he does not want you. It hurts. I felt like a sorry excuse for a woman, a female wolf, who can't even entice her mate into wanting her.

"Why are you so cold to me?"

I closed my eyes. It just pains me to hear him say those vile words. What's worse was that I have never even done anything to him.

He laughs bitterly. "I have been living for many years without a soul mate and I think I could manage that just fine."

I'm sorry that I'm your mate then. Even if he doesn't want me, I was and still am his mate.

His words broke my thoughts saying, "Why am I so harsh? As you can see lady, we are not that close so you have no right to question me, why I act like that. You are just someone I met." My mate barked.

"But I want us to be close. I want us to be together." I whimpered. Even my wolf was uneasy. She was more sad and sensitive than usual.

I would never ever think of being with someone other than my mate but if he does not want me at all, what can I do about that? How can I live with that?

My duty is to please my mate. And he doesn't want me. So only one thought came to my mind,

"If you do not want me, then by all means, reject me."

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