I'm very into Werewolf stuff these days
______________________________You sat under the shady tree, enjoying the pleasurable silence. You cold hear the trees ruffle from the soft wind and little chirps above.
Your nose scrunched up in discomfort, the noise deep and echoing through the forest. You brushed off your skirt, tiding your hair to look at least presentable.
Today was the day that the Alpha will find his mate.
Being one of the higher up wolfs, named 'the ancients' you stood out a lot. Your hair was a nice color of a Milky Way. You hated for a fact you stood out.
As you entered the little gathering eyes were on you, your dress was much more elegant that others. Your hair flowing out as you walked, you weren't very good with heels so there was some slips.
Your eyes scanned each girl in the room, some 18 and brand new like yourself and some mothers hoping their daughter's are the chosen one.
Being the only 'ancient' wolf in the pack you didn't have a family. Your attention alternated to the podium in front as a deep horn blasted through the conversations of many young ladies.
Your stomach silently growled as you looked over at the table with piles of food. You were a big water and yet you had a curvy skinny figure.
"Bow for the King!"
The ladies who were scared to get their dresses dirty collapsed to the ground, bowing.
You on the other hand, you only had to bow midway. Again, as a special wolf, you stand out.
You thought the king would be an old bearded alpha looking for a mate but instead a young looking man stepped forward, his hair grey. Everyone raised, clapping their palms to the young King. You did the same so you didn't stand out.
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You sat down happily, eating away without why concerns. Wiping your mouth with a napkin you peeked over to the tables where the King was visiting, basically checking for his mate.
You were alone at a small table, one other chair for the king. You felt lonely without friends, but it was nice. Nobody asking you personal questions, you like that.
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You did however wt nervous when the most handsome man in the kingdom was sitting in front of you watching you eat. "Are not going to eat?" I asked. "No" he replied, his tone nice and distant. You nodded slowly in response; shifting your legs.
"Your dress shows a lot of leg" what he was saying wasn't wrong, you had a big slit at the front showing your legs. "Yea, I guess" you shrugged, pulling back a string of hair that had fallen. "I don't like it" he leaned back into the chair.
You were about to open your mouth and swear at him, forgetting his was the king. "I don't like that your showing so much skin" he spoke up, running his hand through his hair.
. . . . . .
You were pushed back roughly into a door, his big frame walking slowly towards me. His palm slammed beside your head, your body flinching from the sudden attack. "Well looks like I found my mate" he whispered, admiring your hair in his fingers.
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