The Kings Mate

chapter 3

The entire pack buzzed with the shocking news: the "Tug of War" was happening.

"Tug of War" was a rare and momentous event in the Royal Pack, only conducted when a new king and queen ascended to the throne. It determined the future roles and responsibilities of every adult in the pack. While the children of the king, the beta, and the gamma could inherit their positions, everyone else had to fight for the role they wanted. If you were worthy, you got what you desired.

"So, looks like the king is making history this time," Jonathan remarked, settling down beside me.

Jonathan—or Jo, as I preferred to call him—was an excellent friend. Annoying at times, but always there when I needed him.

“I guess he is,” I replied, my eyes fixed on the setting sun. “Hopefully, his mate is somewhere far, far away…”

Jo laughed. “Yeah, can’t imagine being in her shoes, can you?”

“Not really...”

“Come on,” Jo said, suddenly springing up and brushing off his pants.

I frowned. “Where are we going?”

“To shop.”

I shot him a dubious look. “And why, exactly?”

“We have a ball this week, Missy, and I know you don’t have a dress. I can’t have you meeting my mate looking like a pauper.”

“I don’t need a dress, and I certainly don’t dress like a pauper, you jerk,” I retorted, linking my arm through his.

He smirked. “Oh, but you do, darling.” And with that, he whisked me off to the mall.

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“Here we are. Go on in; I’ll park the car and catch up,” Jo said. I nodded curtly and made my way inside.

He soon found me standing outside a boutique.

“Hello, how may I assist you?” asked the sales lady with a warm smile.

“We're looking for a ball gown,” I explained.

“Yes, we have a lovely selection. Please, follow me.”

We were led to a display filled with gowns in every color imaginable, but most were far too extravagant for my taste.

“Find anything, El?” Jo asked, sorting through the racks.

I shook my head. “Too flashy.”

The sales lady interjected with a knowing smile. “If you’re looking for something more subtle, I have just the piece.”

After a moment, she returned with a gown that made me pause. It was elegant without being overpowering, featuring delicate floral designs and a classic boat neck—perfect.

“I’d like to try this one, please,” I said, taking the gown from her and heading to the changing room.

Jo, busy typing on his phone, barely noticed.

“Jo…” I called out, and he looked up. His gaze lingered for a moment.

“Jo,” I repeated, bringing him back to the present.

He broke into a grin. “This is it. This is the one. Now you can meet my mate without embarrassing me.”

I rolled my eyes. “We’ll see if you actually find a mate…”

We left with the gown and, of course, several other items Jo insisted on buying. Trust me, he shops more than any girl I know.

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