Mate of the Lycan (On Hold)

-9-

Kat's P.O.V.

I can't believe how late I was running to the ceremony, it is mandatory that the leaders of the houses and their families attend. Being the daughter of the second household leader, they be sure to rub it in if I wasn't there. Who would think doing some research in the pack's library would run me this late, but I had to find out more information about Trinity's mark and what it means, and just to find out the books I need is in the alpha's private collection.

"Go figure," I mumbled trying to figure out how to get my hands on those books.

I made my way downstairs to the bar area of the pack house. Yes, our pack house have a bar, some of us do like to get their drink on. But for me it was the fastest way to get to the backyard where the ceremony is being held. It is also where I saw Luna drinking like a fish out of water, drunk talking out loud to no one since they are at the ceremony.

"I can't believe he is taking that boy as his mate," I overheard her said "what the hell that boy have that I don't."

"What boy?" I asked, making my way over to the bar.

"That Trin-" she pauses when her brown eyes landed on me "I'm not telling you anything."

"I thought Drake picked that girl to be his mate," my mind race to put little to know clues together, then it hit me "he was going to pick Trin all along, the girl was just a front. So he is after that mark."

"Oh no," she hand wrap around my wrist "you now going anyway till this damn ceremony is over. He been talking about that damn mark for months."

I pulled my arm out of her drunken grip, taken a few steps away from her.

"You staying here with me," she growled standing to her feet.

"Dammit, and I just brought this dress," I whispered before tackling her to the floor.

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Trinity's P.O.V.

The moon was full, its luminous light bathe the surrounding area as it gave light to the awaiting ceremony. A gentle breeze could be felt brushing against my skin as I stood at the alter with the other candidates. We all were dressed in white, a symbol of us being virgins for the new house leader, and on display for most of the pack could see. Something I didn't want the whole pack to know I was a virgin.

Yet, I don't think of myself as pure, sure I am a virgin but I cuss probably more than a sailor, lie on the regular, and I carry daggers nearly everywhere I go just waiting for someone to pick a fight with me.

"Let this be over quickly," I whispered to myself as I look at the sea of members from my pack, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

This is my first time attending a ceremony where the new household leader pick his mate, never did I thought I would be a part of it. Even though I know that the girl at the over end will be chosen, my heart race waiting to be dismissed from the alter. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen, that feeling that tells you to run like hell. Yet, I could not figure out why I felt that way, I knew that girl is going to be chosen.

"The moon is at its highest," the alpha informed, his voice carried across the crowd and pull me out of my thoughts  "let the ceremony begin."

About damn time, I thought as I watch Drake took the hands of the girl next to me into his, look into her eye, and told her that she was dismiss from the alter. I knew my mouth dropped open, I was completely jealous. Why she had to be dismiss first, I been standing here the longest.