Her Cold King ✅❗🔕

•Chapter 1•

Mari's POV

I smiled at the memory. It's been 12 years since I last saw him and now that he is an Alpha of the strongest pack, I expect he is not gonna visit soon.

Our last encounter was my parents' funeral, which 12 years ago.

I'm now 20 years old and became an orphan at the age of 8. My parents died because of a rogue attack. They were coming after me but I wasn't home at that time so they killed my parents since my parents risked their lives to protect me.

When I was coming home with Aunt Audrey, Alya's Mom. Many people surround there. When we got closer to our house, we saw the house covered with black dust because they said a big fire burn it down. Luckily my parents' body were found and had a funeral they deserved.

While my house was burnt down. Alya's family, let me stay at their palace. We treat Alphas and Lunas like Kings and Queens, so they were able to gave me anything I needed and they became my second family

Now that I am an adult, I didn't like to seat in the palace doing nothing so I asked them. If I could work as their maid. They didn't agree at first but with all the pleading. They gave up.

I also would not agree if I were them because of my clumsiness but then it feels unfair so I have to repay back from all their hard work of taking care of me.

I was cleaning the book shelves until I heard a voice. It was Alya's.

"Hey girl! do you know who is gonna visit today?" She asked me playfully as I giggled.

"Oh Alya, stop with your teases, I'll get you one day for that!" I said to her as I pointed the feather duster towards her.

"Yeah yeah like you ever will!" She said as she laughed. Knowing me for a long time, she knows I would not do it, that's because it's true.

"Anyways, father said to prepare two cups of tea. If you don't mind?" Alya asked politely.

"I don't mind!" I chirped happily. I looked at Alya as she walked outside the room followed by me. Not too long I arrived at the kitchen.

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I was walking okay and fast towards the living room, bringing the tea in a silver tray. I also found an amazing smell. I arrived but then my body betrayed me, by tripping on my on feet and bump onto a person's chest.

Everything happens so slow. In the process, my hand with the tray hit the person's face and fall out somewhere as I felt like I wasn't falling anymore.

I opened my blue bell eyes, only to meet by a pair of beautiful emerald eyes that hold so much coldness in them. I didn't mind the cups shattered or that the tea was splattered around me or the people at that matter . It was like we were the only ones left. The pair of emerald eyes was staring straight in me in my soul and finding myself doing the same.

Then it hit me...

The smell...

No, no, no it can't be!

He was my...mate?!