Iwaoi The Grand King Affair

Prologue

TOORU

I was eighteen when I got married, but it was never for love. Love was a forgotten sentiment in the country on Miyagi.

I grew up to be the perfect omega, bathed in fresh oils and to be pure until a suitable alpha came around for us to be mated and make offspring.

Growing up, I always loved to read the stories of true love and soul mates, but my parents chocked it up to be nothing else but what they were, stories. But I never gave up hope. Gazing up to the heavens, the stars mixed and swirled in the midnight sky, I prayed that I would find love. Love like in the stories, where I didn't have to be kept in line because of the role I had to play.

"You are the hope of the Oikawa family. You will bring your family much glory and wealth." My tutors would always tell me that since I presented. No one ever truly knew they wished that I was born an alpha. In a way, my being born brought shame to the family and the only way to fix that shame is to marry me off to a well-off family.

But what if I didn't want this life? Why should I follow rules on an old order, that dehumanizes the omegas to the point of shame?

I guess they got their wish in the end. They married me off to a man whose very existence I despised, yet he had the larger estate of all the suitors, the most wealth, and the genes his family carried were sure that his first born child would be born an alpha.

What I didn't realize, is that later on, I too would get what I prayed for. A love that was all-consuming and lustrous and passionate and real. It shook me to my very being and I could truly say that I felt unconditionally loved.