Fated

Chapter 3 The Ball

  Waking up Dove was warm and her thighs were covered in slick from her pussy, she went to sleep with her hand in her pants exhausted trying to sate the burn in her stomach. She knew only one thing caused a burning this intense. Her heat. It is so unfortunate that she had to get it on this special night but maybe it will give her an edge that the other ladies dont have, her wolf raging in her mind begging her to find her mate and get fucked or atleast stick her fingers inside herself again to sate the burn. She fought the urge to lock the door and masterbate all morning.

  Running the bath Dove steps in while its still cold and starts working soap through her snow white hair, her mind wandering to last night as a smirk covers her plump lips, she pinches her nipples and moans letting the thoughts roam, until a knock interrupted her thoughts and her moms voice filled her room.

  " hey dove darling im gonna leave your dress out here call me when your ready to do your hair "

"Alright.." Dove hums sweetly hands pulling away from her body. The wolves of the mountain are very sex positive, sure she still has her virginity but she was taught how to pleasure herself by the other girls in her classes growing up, some sleepovers spent playing with each-others breasts and tasting each-other to report the taste, a sisterhood built on sex and femininity was built between those girls. They grew out of that of course though now they focus on pleasing other males practicing for their mates.

Not dove, she enjoys the idea of her mate being the first cock she takes and she hopes he would appreciate that as well. Shifters from the northern mountain make excellent lovers and dove learned a lot without having to offer her pussy.

Getting dressed she observes herself in her floor length mirror, tracing every detail of her body she stands at a whopping five foot two with light brown skin covered in freckles her body curvy and soft but slim with muscle underneath shes plump and delicate. Her hair long falling under her large breasts a pure white color common in the mountains, a mass majority of people who live in the northern pack have darker skin with light hair, matching the light furs of their wolves. Doves face was beautiful her eyes a light blue lined with dark lashes they were big and beautiful drawing your attention topped off with her beautiful full lips and button nose. She truly was a symbol of beauty in the mountains. Unmated males hoped that she would be their mate, knowing they don't have a chance otherwise.

The dress was beautiful on her, white at the top contrasting against her darker chest ,strapless and flowing down and changing to a dark blue as it flowed, it truly looked magical as it sparkled, an ice princess, after pulling on her shoes she calls in her mom who carefully pulls her hair into braids and curls on her head leaving face framing pieces that compliment her heart shaped face. Her mom steps back and caresses her face.

" you look so beautiful" her mom sniffles as tears fill her eyes. Tears immediately fill Doves seeing her mom sad.

" its okay mommy" Dove smiles sadly and hugs her mom close.

" i will probably be back later tonight" she pauses and squeezed her mom tighter.

" and if not ill make sure i come see you, i promise" dove smiles sadly at her mom as they pull away.

" its alright love, all i need is a letter to make sure you are safe i know how important the first month is for new mates" her mother chuckles and winks her way causing dove to blush and push her mom out of her room so she can continue getting ready. Her mom chuckles in the doorway and looks at her daughter fondly.

" i love you dove"
Dove looks at her mom and smiles too seeing the look of pride in her mom's eyes.
" i love you too mom."

Around six o'clock six carriages arrive to the village to pick up all the bachelors and bachelorette's for the ball. Three for the males and three for the females. They are to be seperated until the ball begins. Dove's dull ache in her stomach has been manageable that last few hours but as time grows closer the burning inside her stomach and groin worsens causing her to clamp her thighs together in hopes no one else catches her scent .

The ride to the palace would take an hour, and when they would arrive they would be shown to their own room, where they are not allowed to leave until the ball starts. No one else but their mate can enter the room either. It makes for less fighting that way.

   Dove was led to her door by two female Blood Rose sentries. The door was so big the small details carved into it was barely visible at the top. One of the sentries pulled out a loop of keys, just like the other girls she observed and opened her door. Inside the room was light and full of white furs and light pink walls, windows spaned the entire front facing wall. The sky turning night slowly, blue and orange painting the sky.

  Seating herself on one of the plump loveseats in front of the windows she noticed there was no bed in the room. She wouldn't be in this room long, most females join the males home before the night is even done , the rooms are made to keep the female shifters comfortable while they corral
The males.

  Her head snaps to the door when she hears it lock, must be a precaution. Like a door would stop a feral wolf from getting to her. Dove settles farther into her seat and closes her eyes feeling the ache inside her grow, she decides to take a nap, resting her eyes.. drifting into dreams of those hands stroking her once more.

~30min later~

Dove woke up at the sound of her door unlocking, two new sentries had come to collect her, both stiff and annoyed at the growing pack of chattering she-wolves.

As she walked past Dove heard one of the sentries sniff her scent and then visibly relax with a perplexed look on her face, she shared a look with her colleague and then continued her guarded stance.

  They led the group to a large antechamber, it was beautiful, it had light purple love seats a few small purple wrought-iron tables and chairs with deep red cushions and gold intricate detailing covered every inch of the room. Dove gaze around in awe. She grew up in a village with the buildings made of logs and hand woven tapestries.

   The two sentries made their way to the front of the antechamber where two very large doors sat closed. One cleared her throat to gain the girls attention.

   "We will now commence the Fated ball." The other announced stepping back and opening the doors.