Chapter 3: Agape

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Agape

An intense feeling of deep affection

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Aurora pov

It's the night of the Annual Werewolf Ball.

I am sitting in a limousine with my family in my very lavish emerald gown which weighs almost as much as me and not to forget the bedazzled crown on my head.

It is a must in these Balls for unmated females to wear a crown and unmated males to wear a bow tie.

I know it's all very traditional but this ball is an old tradition so it follows rules that were made about a hundred years ago with minimal modifications.

As much as I whined while getting all dolled up by a whole army of maids, the outcome was worth it.

Seven hours of waxing, facials, outfit trials was worth it as I feel quite confident in my appearance today.

I usually don't ever feel that my outfit is up to the mark but today I feel like a true princess.

I know it's corny but it's nice to be pampered instead of being expected to be tough because you are the alpha's daughter.

I know that we are going to the ball to make an alliance but I can't but think that maybe, there's that tiniest bit of possibility that my mate is there.

I turned 18 only a few months ago, so I have not been too concerned about not finding my mate.

Let's be honest, these Balls are basically real life Tinder.

Children of Alphas are forced together in a room in the hopes that some find their mates or their parents find a choice mate for them to marry for the sake of the pack.

It's the sad truth.

If today the alliance doesn't work out, I might have to marry someone for the sake out pack.

I rest my head against the window as I watch pretty buildings go by.

I look up to the moon and wish that the moon goddess can give a loving and caring mate.

Moon goddess, I swear I want a mate so much I'm ready to give up my beloved Ice Cream for it.

I see my mother and father and wonder what it's like to have unconditional love like them.

It's a hard choice, whether you want to have Cinderella's love story or Belle's love story?

Both have happy endings but they had to go through completely different challenges to reach there.

My thoughts are interrupted by the limousine coming to a halt.

My father goes out followed by my mother.

My brother got out and extended his hand.

I took his and carefully got out making sure that my gown does not crease.

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