2 weeks before
"Send out the invitations as quickly as possible. I expect every pack member to be present at this event" the king says to the servant. He hands the women a stack of envelopes with each pack name inscribed in perfect cursive writing on each letter.
The women nods her head in understanding before bowing and walking away. The king watched the women go before entering his office. Closing the oak doors behind him he turns to see his Beta sitting and playing on his phone"Derek. Put your damn phone down" the king snaps at his beta.
"But Alpha I'm on a role on candy crush. I'm on level 347. Don't let me ruin it now!" The beta cries out. The king does not acknowledge him but instead takes the phone from his hands and crumples the phone in his hand, dropping its shattered pieces on his betas lap.
"We must discuss what is actually important you imbecile. The ball is 2 weeks away. We have lots to plan for."
"Beckett what is to happen if you for some odd chance meet your mate at this event?" He questions. The Alpha tenses.
"No need to think of that because I will not meet her. I do not have a mate." His beta chuckles. And shakes his head at his alphas stupidity.
"If you say so sir."
~
Meanwhile miles away from the castle...
"Mom!" I yell out my window towards my mothers retreating figure.
"Yes honey?" She asks while turning around to look at me falling out the window.
"Just wanted to say I love you!" I yelled to her. She chuckled at me and shook her head continuing on her way to work. She quickly shifted into her sandy brown wolf before taking off at a sprint into the woods.
Did I forget to mention that we are werewolves? I am apart of a family of pureblooded mangy mutts. We are apart of the warrior pack. The warrior pack is the pack in charge of protecting all packs under the kings rule. The newly crowned king I might add. There are 12 packs total under his rule.
"Laney!" My sister yells up the stairs to me. I get off my queen sized bed before walking out of my room to see what she wants. There at the bottom of the staircase stood my adorable 4 year old sister with cute little pigtails protruding from the top of her head.
"Jazz you know that's not what I like to be called" I tell her as I walk down the stairs.
"Ya ya, you don't like your real name but I love it. You instead wanna be called Lane. Like a boy" she says while crumpling her nose into a cringed look. I chuckle.
"So what's up kid?" I ask her squatting down to her short little level.
"Austin and Corbin are out with daddy doing boring stuff and I'm bored. Wanna play?" She asks. I smile at her and nod my head in agreement. She takes me hand leading me outside of the house to begin our fun filled day of playing
Later that night
A knock came at the pack house doors. I walked along the corridor to the front door opening it. There laying on the steps laid an envelope addressed to the warrior pack. I squat down and pick up the letter opening the seal and pulling its contents out.
To whom it may concern,
The warrior pack is hereby invited to the coronation weekend event in honor of our newly crowned king. Every capable member is expected to be at these events. They shall last for a weekend. Starting Friday November 9th and ending in the evening of Sunday November 11th.
All pack members are required to wear formal wear. Dresses for women and suits for the men. Workout clothes will also be required.
We hope to see you there.
Sincerely, the royal family
Shock was written across my face. I did not expect that the new king would have a ball seeing as he's both antisocial and rude. Especially that it is mandatory. Great. I think. Now I have to go dress shopping. My wolf mentally chuckles at me.
"Oh hush" I tell her.
Hi everyone! Sorry if this chapter is a little slow. But please bare with me! It will get better next chapter😘
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I do not have an updating schedule. I do have a busy schedule so I try to post as often as I can. Sometimes it might take longer then others to upload only because I do like my chapters to be on the longer side instead of a chapter that's 500 words. Just to let you know! :*
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Про оборотнейAlpha Greyson Beckett is the newly crowned kind of all 12 England werewolf packs a firm believer that men are superior to women, that women should bow down to men and except them as being the superior gender. He does not believe in mates. He views m...