Fate

Chapter 1

A/N: This story will be in Arthur's P.O.V for the most part. I might change it every once in a while.

This story was originally on my other account but I'm moving it here.

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Fate

Such a strange thing. It can be used for both good and bad. It decides everything for us. What we will eat. When we will sleep. Even who we will love.

It is neutral but people often interprete it in two ways. Whenever something bad happens fate is a cruel mistress. When something good happens fate is a wonderful thing.

But for me it is a nothing but a controlled loveless life. Often reminding me that my life is meaningless.

Hello my name is Arthur Kirkland. I'm just your average princess waiting for her (or rather his) prince in shining armor. Unfortunately that will never happen. For my future husband has already been chosen for me by my controlling parents.

It's your typical story. My parents are greedy bastards who want nothing but money. So they sold me to the highest bidder which was a prince from a big and wealthy country. Now I am to be married to a man named Matthew Williams.

I've heard many rumors about him. Both good and bad. Some say that he's a kind and timid but also strong and wise man. The ideal alpha in his prime. Others say that he is demanding and made sure others knew their place. An abusive alpha that have bedded many omegas ridding their purity and ruining their chance of a bright future. I hope that the good ones are true.

"Arthur dear. What are you thinking about?" Asked my mother.

"Oh nothing important. Just wondering what my husband to be will be like." I answered truthfully.

"I see." She answered her lips forming a thin line. Those words along with her expression means that she doesn't approve but won't say anything on account that my eldest brother Alistair is currently in the room as well.

Alistair glared at her knowing what that look meant as well. Mother shrinked in on herself feeling ashamed. But not for what she was thinking but rather that she let herself get caught. A proper omega never shows their anger, discomfort or irritation in front of an alpha. It was considered rude and unomega like.

I smiled in triumph when Alistair continued to give her dirty looks. Eventually she left. Not able to take all the tension anymore.

"Thank you Alistair. I appreciate your help." I thanked as soon as she closed the door.

"Of course. I'd do anything for my little Artie." Alistair said ruffling my hair.

Even though I'm 15 he still treats me like a child. Probably because he's 26 years old and has always protected me from those who would try to use me.

"Stop calling me that. I'm not a child anymore. I'll be 16 in just a few day's." I pouted.

"I know I know. But you'll always be my little Artie to me. Even when you're all grown up and have a family of your own." He chuckled.

I groaned feeling embarrassed. My future mate will never bed me if he finds out my nickname. I just know it.

"You don't need to worry about what Mr. Williams will be like. I've met him before and he seems like a respectable young man." Alistair said reassuringly.

"Wait when did you two meet? And how did you know I was thinking about Mr. Williams again?"

"When you were on your last heat. He came to meet you but once he found out that you started. He understood and asked if we would mind him staying so that we could get to know each other. He left the day before you finished And I know you very well Artie. I've helped taken care of you since you were a baby."