Arlo 3

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Mum came in the take me down to the ballroom and make sure I looked alright. Mums always been so nice but the fact that she's a Beta means she probably doesn't want an omega as her son. Mums beautiful she has long white hair and not a blemish on her skin, most would be jealous even if she was married to a poor man, jealous of the poor man that is. I get told that I look like her, the shape of my eyes, my smile and my slim body. Everything else is my father my light blonde hair, my light blue eyes and my need to stand up for myself and the need to fight and explore. Mum grabs my hand and leads me down to the ballroom, avoiding my eyes, I'm taller than mum but I'm still considered smaller than most. Mums hands are rather soft and I never understood how her hands could be so sold but her heart so rough. The ballroom is a massive pearl white room with golden pillars and archways. Most of the time if I'm here I'm hiding from the guards or exploring so you can see that patterned dance floor and the painting are clear and seem to look down at you but now, now that everyone is gathered here the floor is alive with people and the painting have been taken down and replaced with the banners and symbols of the allied countries. The lords and their parents stand under the banner waiting for me to be introduced. As I look over the large room a royal servant yells, loud enough for the whole hall to hear, "Prince Arlo of Sheen" like mum told me I have to walk down the stairs and mingle with the people but I seem frozen at the top of the staircase looking at the boy I saw before. As I can see he's standing under the Lash flag I guess my Suspicions were correct he is Lord John. Before I can think anything else mums giving me a slight nudge and I force my mind to stop wondering because if I mess this up mum and dad will both find a way to make my life hell. I walk down the stairs with everyone's eyes on me and ignoring mums instructions of going to our longest allies lord first I find myself walking in the direction of John. Before I can get to him someone rather rudely interrupts my path. The man who blocked me is rather good looking with black hair and blue eyes but he is nothing compared to what John makes me feel. He grabs my hand like I was told most would and gently kisses it, something about the kiss seemed so wrong it makes me feel sick. "Nice to meet you. If you will excuse me I have some business to attend to" I mumble making him frown and his parents gasp at their precious boy being rejected. I grab john's hand and lead him to a small cramped corner, the touch of his skin making me shiver. "Your highness" he says and bows. "No need Lord John. I need to get away from all of those creeps" I sigh. "Please, call me John" I he smiles making me blush . "Right, and you call me Arlo" I smile back. "So who are these creeps?" I look around and whisper right next to Johns ear making him visibly shiver. "All the other prime alphas. They just want me for my wealth or my looks" I purse my lips. "How come you trust me?" He wonders aloud. "Well. A) when we first met you didn't sell me out to my father B) you don't have that hungry look all the other prime alphas had in their eyes when they look at me C) you actually blush when we talk and D) don't think I didn't see how you were death glaring the other lords when they were whispering" I say proudly. "Oh yea. I forgot about the last one" I chuckle. "Look, I have to go pretend to talk to the others but don't forget that you are my number one choice" I smirk and go do the one thing mum asked me to do and go and socialise

After talking to many lords I finally meet the one of the kingdoms oldest allies. Lord Andrew is a very tall guy and has no manners, he grabs my ass as soon as I said hello. I yelp and try and move his hand but he grabs the hand that's trying to get rid of his and squeezes it. "You are only a boy I don't know why your allowed to pick a partner." He says continuing to grope my ass.
"S-stop" I ask him he just laughs and kisses my forehead. I wish I could use my Alohan voice right now. "Please s-stop" I whimper helplessly. Before he can say anything I hear someone clearing their throat behind me and before I can see who it is I'm whistled to the side and fall on the floor. I look up in time to see John punch lord Andrew

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