A story of two boys. One who absolutely hates the idea of fated mates and one who absolutely adores the idea. What happens when the friends from childhood but separated by class and responsibilities are forced by circumstances, to become each other'...
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Questions, murmurs and confusion were rounding the entire throne room. The Crown Prince and his wolf left everyone in a tough pickle. Why does their Crown Prince have such a strong aversion towards the most qualified bachelors and bachelorettes of the country? Now who will he marry if not them? Or rather will he ever marry?
The old minister after a humiliating defeat saw red before his eyes. Forgetting his position in the crown's hierarchy, he blared his anger out, "You just wasted our time! If you knew your wolf was going to be so picky and difficult why did you not tell us before? Why call young wolves to the capital only to insult them?"
"Minister John, you are close to my father and the oldest among us. I respect you sincerely but that does not mean you can disrespect me and the crown you hold so dear. To answer your question, I never invited anyone; it was the council and the emperor's decision. I did not want to disobey his authority when he was already under so much stress. Neither did I think my wolf would dislike all of them. That's just as shocking to me as it is to everyone," The Prince sternly replied, slipping in a white lie to save the face of his royal family. He always knew his wolf wouldn't like anyone, not when his heart already belonged to someone.
The old cranky minister was furious before he could embarrass himself or land in bigger trouble with the crown and its protectors, he was pulled to a side by his peers.
In between the chaos, a sudden voice grabbed everyone's attention. "I always feared that this would happen!"
"What do you mean Queen Leena? May you please stop talking in circles and tell us all what you have in your mind?" Emperor Namjoon, feeling confused and troubled by the situation couldn't help but snap at his second Queen.
"Your Majesty, Prince Jungkook is no ordinary alpha. He's a Trueblood Alpha. His wolf is not only the strongest but also the most loyal and protective wolf. My maternal uncle was a Trueblood alpha too. He was an exceptional warrior but sadly he died a bachelor as he wasn't able to find his fated mate nor did his wolf allow him to take another mate. I always prayed for things to be different for our dear Prince but unfortunately, it appears that my prayers weren't answered, Your Majesty." Queen Leena vehemently answered.
"You mean we'll have to look for his fated mate? But they could be anywhere in the empire. It could take months if not years to find them. We don't have that much time on our hands!" Emperor Namjoon anxiously roared. He groaned into his hands feeling helpless and lost.
A solemn silence filled the glittering throne room. The future looked bleak, uncertain and vulnerable. Jungkook looked around the room to see the ruthless and powerful council looking just as lost, weak and scared as everyone else. No one seemed to have a fitting solution to the newly risen problem.
Jungkook, the cunning and witty Prince, bit his lips to conceal his triumphant smile. His cards played out just as he had imagined, maybe even better than his imagination. Queen Leena's input only stirred him closer towards his end goal.
