Twelfth Moon | (discontinued)

Chapter Nine

Usually for Royal dinners, there is a 'ball' type event before we all sit and eat. The ball tonight was basically a playoff of Malachi's, just less people. The music played softly as everyone danced and drank.

I walked around the room eyeing everyone, watching the perfect couples dance. Not paying attention, I ran into a hard wall, falling to the floor. When I looked up, I noticed an extremely built man reaching his hand out for me to grab.

"I'm so sorry Princess, please forgive me, are you hurt?" I grabbed his hand and shook my head. I would've thought he was Malachi at the touch from the slight sparks but, it wasn't and I was confused.

"It's okay, I should've been paying attention," I chuckled. "Please call me Rayne also, no need for the formality."

"Okay Rayne, I'm Jorden Wessex, Alpha of the Wessex Pack." A smile took over his face, showing his perfectly straight and white teeth.

"Ah, the Wessex pack. A ruthless yet beautiful Alpha runs the land," The words came out as if they were the ones everyone spoke around me. "Nice to finally meet the man in the stories."

He truly was a mesmerizing man. His black shiny hair was long enough to scatter across his forehead. The strands framed his chiseled face, leaving me breathless. I have never seen blue eyes or a man so hypnotizing. He wore an all-black suit, that fit him perfectly but still showed his muscles underneath and accentuated his height. He was roughly six foot six, uncommon for regular wolves but very common for the Original Royal bloodline.

He threw his head back and laughed. "And you, the headstrong yet gorgeous Princess of Alpha Miller. Known for her beauty and mind, the pleasure is mine."

He took my hand in his, slowly planting a kiss on my knuckles. "May I have this dance?"

With a slight nod and blush on my cheeks, he led me across the floor. Everyone's eyes were on us, including Malachi's. I forgot he was even here, I was too caught up with Jorden to realize.

As we danced, I continuously felt like I was happy. It's weird because I haven't felt this way before, other than when I was young running around the estate with Zadie.

Allowing the new feelings to sink in, the music stopped and confusion etched onto both of our faces. "What happened?" I breathed out, looking around.

We looked around, seeing if anything caught our eye and of course, Malachi stood on the stage with a Microphone. "Hello everyone, I have an announcement to make." He slurred with every word. Great.

The attention that was once on Jorden and I, was now on a drunk Malachi. "I wanted to let everyone know I have met my mate," He twiddled the cord from the microphone in his fingers before beginning again. "Even though I have met her, she still wants to be around other men and not me."

Gasps filled the room, gossip hungry people began to look around the room for any guilty face. My face remained straight and cold as I watched my 'mate' make a fool of himself in front of everyone. Embarrassed is an understatement for how I feel right now.

I looked towards the guards at the door, sending them a glare and a nod. They replied with a nod of their own and made their way towards the stage, to retrieve a stupid wolf. Once they got an arm and a leg, he spoke into the microphone again.

"Rayne, you are a worthless mate and what Uhtred said was true, I have slept with probably half of these females." He slurred into the microphone with a laugh before dropping it and being escorted out of the room.

All eyes found me and Jorden, our arms linked still from our dance, while whispers broke out the males began to question their mates.

A tug on my arm, pulled me from my thoughts as I was being practically dragged out of the room by Jorden. "I'm going to get you out of here."

The happiness I had felt before turned into embarrassment and sadness. I tightened my grip on Jorden's arm, making him look back in confusion. I stood still, taking in all that just happened, as a tear rolled down my cheek.

I released the grip I had on his arm, falling to the ground and bringing my hands up to hide my tear stained face. My vision was so blinded by my own tears that I didn't realize I was in Jorden's arms and being placed in a car outside.

He got in and unbuttoned his suit jacket, relaxing against the car's leather seats. "Rayne, I am so sorry about what happened tonight but, I had to get you out of there before you did something you'd regret."

"What do you mean?" I sucked in a breath and wiped my tears.

"We are the same Rayne. We share the same abilities, you just don't know of yours yet." He wiped the tears from my face with his thumb, leaving a trail of sparks behind.

"Abilities?"

"Yes Rayne, you and I are the only Werewolf Hybrids formed by the Moon Goddess and Hecate Goddess themselves."